People often joke that all my mates are nurses and that I have missed my calling, but I am extremely squeamish, and I do feel like stories heal people. When we can see ourselves, have a safe space to feel grief and love in a story it is a type of magic.

I am currently recording my poetry as videos and developing my practice as a spoken word artist with the aim to publish a short collection over the next few years. My work seeks to create a space where we can discuss things that are taboo or difficult in a way that is hopeful and positive. 

After years of being a storyteller and performer, voicing, performing and helping to develop other people’s tales, Covid came. And so, alongside eating more cake, drinking more wine and trying to stay sane, I began to take my writing seriously. My monologue ‘Fever’ won a place on X @clubcoronavirus and was performed and directed in a celebration of art continuing through the pandemic.

In 2020 I landed a place on the Curtis Brown write your novel course and then fell pregnant with my son. Being pregnant is a miracle and like having vertigo and a serious case of the shits, all at the same time, for around 6 to 36 weeks. So, my satirical murder novel fell to the wayside, and I resigned myself to watching episodes of ‘The Vicar of Dibley’ back-to-back, because everything else felt far too serious and made me either throw up or question all my life choices in a hormonal fug of hysteria. My poems Babcia, Positive Again and Specialist were published in anthologies as my baby grew.

Now, my son is a toddler, which is like a teenager on crack wearing a nappy in a smaller, cuter body, that hugs you regularly and as regularly has you held in hostage like situations over whether or not it is time for their nee-nee, their milkie or a bath-bath.

This year my short fiction ‘Togetherness’ was published in Steel Jackdaw magazine. I later recorded it for my podcast, it looks at cancer and death and was written in a full embrace of my ADHD way of thinking and writing.

I’m currently working with award winning writer Elley-Ray Hennessy on a commission called ‘Voices for Ukraine’. And I write regularly in a group called Dialect, whose artistic director invited me to join after following my motherhood and menopause blogs on the gram.