How to stop blogging
When you begin to write your story online, it becomes hard to know how to end it. While the story may reach a point of closure,…
When you begin to write your story online, it becomes hard to know how to end it. While the story may reach a point of closure,…
By Gillian Harrison Today I’m chasing an orange Kombi van. From the dirt tracks of Ko-Samui to the gravity defying roads of the Scottish highlands, she…
By Gillian Harrison Strange as it seems, one of my favorite things about returning to work has been the drive. Once upon a time, sitting on…
By Gill Harrison In primary school art class I repeatedly turned even the most promising of my paintings into one big brown blob. Instead, my childhood…
By Karen Charlton I can hear Ruben stirring – strike that – crying from his room. Either that or a small wolf cub has entered our…
Post by Gillian Harrison I left my children in early 2010. My partner convinced me to take a kid-free holiday to Malaysia for 6 days. I…
[Image] Today’s guest post is brought to us by Gillian Harrison, formerly of writing blog Ink Paper Pen. Gill asks the serious question, just how do…
When I die, I want to be composted. My mum, who has already booked and paid for her burial plot, would be horrified by this idea.…
[image] At a time when so many people seem to be writing – with every man and his dog starting a blog – we’re also seeing…
As a kid the Olympics inspired me to reach for great human heights, and to strive for my personal best. As an adult, they just remind…
As an emerging writer, work routine has been my greatest struggle. These commandments, written and adhered to by Henry Miller while he wrote Tropic of Cancer,…
The internet – and the world in general – often leaves me both over and underwhelmed. It’s a struggle to find things special anymore, as everything…
One of our family traditions after a particularly busy or tired period, we have a ‘track pant day’. The idea of the track pant day is…
We have always had a room upstairs reserved for me. When we moved in over 7 years ago, Mr Karen named it ‘the art room’, hoping…