May 2015

But first.  If you’ve been following, this is the final instalment of not only our tandem, collaborative blogging series, but it is also the final page in  a short story I’ve been…

People call it The Black Dog, but I don’t see it that way. Well, not anymore. I see it more as a day that didn’t go so well. A groundhog day…

I really do enjoy the wide range of monthly subscription box programmes that have cropped up over the past couple of years. It seems like you can sort your life…

Dear Diary, It’s been seventeen years since I last visited Mumbai and, tonight, as I feasted over my dinner, a remarkably familiar face surprised itself into my view. “It’s beautiful…

Dear Genius Mind From a Life That No Longer Lingers, I haven’t seen you since the moon left the sky and the fireworks imploded upon themselves. When the world was a…

She wasn’t listening when he asked her if she would like a cup of tea. She wasn’t listening when that girl called her a nasty name at the back of…