This Crazy Life
Some time ago, when his funeral was still in the future, Dad was…
Trajectories of Dying
What I really wanted to do was join that baby and start screaming bloody murder.
An Unplanned Pilgrimage
"...it is one where hearts are opened, precisely because of their breaking."
Some Top Tips (with Recipes!) on How to Avoid Writing
...but at least I peppered the page with some random font that somewhat resembles sentences.
Editing, Deleting and Saying No
Yup. You got it. It's all about me! Is that selfish?