So Long, Glasgow
I don’t know when the seasons changed. August turned to September and half the leaves are red, and I’m leaving Glasgow tomorrow. Today it’s eight years since I moved here, …
Read MoreOn Regret
My favourite urban legend is the story of the one time I successfully got over something and moved on with my life. It was December 2020, and after a truly …
Read MoreThe Tortured Poet’s Compartmentalising
My scalding hot take about The Tortured Poets Department is that Taylor Swift’s discography is infinitely more interesting if you zoom out and consider the possibility that she might be …
Read MoreSome Thoughts on the “Intense Artist” Stereotype
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the archetype of the “tortured artist” and the intensity that is so often associated with creative people. I am intense – I have …
Read More8 Lessons I’ve Learnt Whilst Writing My 8th Novel
I have been incredibly private about my writing in recent years. I tried various avenues of putting my creative work into the world, each one backfired, and I retreated into …
Read MoreThis Ain’t a Coming of Age Anymore
Every few months I read through my old diaries, sitting on the floor surrounded by stacks of mismatched notebooks. My past self was a faithful keeper of her archive. I …
Read MoreAll the Ghosts of Glasgow
I didn’t relate to Meredith Grey until the 400th episode of Grey’s Anatomy. The season 18 finale ends with Dr Bailey handing Meredith the keys to the Chief of Surgery’s …
Read MoreLiving For The Hope Of It All
Aging gracefully isn’t a luxury afforded to the young. It’s reserved for the moment you finally stop dyeing your grey hairs, when you switch from shopping in New Look to …
Read MoreWho I Write For Now
After many months, I finally convinced my sister to watch Fleabag. Naturally, this meant I had to rewatch it, to keep up with her commentary. As I watched the final …
Read MoreWhen Is It Time To Stop Mourning Your Pre-Pandemic Life?
How do you know when it’s time to stop mourning your pre-pandemic life?
If you’ve unearthed the answer to this conundrum, by all means let me know. I have yet to …