Maybe it’s wrong to take advice. I should be able to handle everything myself, shouldn’t I? That’s what my anxious heart tells me.
I wrote Journey of the Pioneer as a short story in 2020. It was a gruelling write (so I’m going to keep this brief), but it was cathartic. The story was about human colonists travelling to a new planet, but it was influenced by real life events that happened around the time I wrote. I… Continue reading Journey of the Pioneer: strange travels in grief
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Hi love. Hope you’re well. For some reason I counted our bookshelves this morning. There were seventeen, including the tiny one in the cubby house. Seventeen full bookshelves. I am not joking. You know, I once told your dad, “The only toys we’ll ever need are books and blocks.” That was way back before any… Continue reading Reading to kids: 5000 hours I will never regret
There was this girl who loved the scent of mothballs and wool. One day an old Fair Isle jumper, knitted by her grandma, made its way to her. She was going to wash it – unfortunately mothballs weren’t a socially acceptable fragrance – but first she pressed it against her face and sniffed at it.… Continue reading This girl finds a magic door
There was this girl who found the first COVID-19 lockdown a relief. She was battling a great and unexpected grief. It made her zone out during conversations with friends. Long journeys made her sick with stress. The unknowns of life had her petrified. So it was good to be able to hide away with no… Continue reading This girl chooses adventure