Category is: Identity

An image of the altar during our intuitive Autumn intentions ritual

The answers already inside us: self-trust and intuitive witchcraft

On a sleep-deprived autumnal Tuesday, I met up with a mate for coffee then ended up doing a ritual.

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Jonathan Rhys Meyers as Maxwell Demon in Velvet Goldmine

I’m having a personality crisis

And I’m still obsessed with Velvet Goldmine.

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Dear Neighbour proof copy

Dear reader…

The story behind the story of my forthcoming debut novel

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Image of laptop with stickers via Svetlana Romashenko on Pexels

We had a time, didn’t we?

Somehow it’s been an entire year since I stepped back from For Books’ Sake, the non-profit I founded and ran for over a decade.

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Poster from queer clubnight Crossbreed in London reading 'we believe in queer utopias'

Queer utopias and mutual care

In the little box room study where I do my writing hangs a banner from Black Lodge Press. QUEER UTOPIAS ARE NOT FANTASIES, it says. QUEER UTOPIAS ARE NECESSITIES. And at a time when things feels far closer to dystopia than utopia, that’s something that’s been playing on my mind. I’ve been thinking a lot about the necessity of mutual care, and how we look after each other when times are tough. ​

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JCB onstage at the Royal Albert Hall in 2018

Making things, loving them and letting them go

Lately, I’ve been incubating some big changes. After eleven years as founder and director of For Books’ Sake, I’m stepping down to focus on other things.

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Neon Smiths lyrics by Ben Valenzuela via Unsplash

Chaos and adrenaline: on being two years sober

Lately I’ve needed to take things slow, and that’s something I haven’t always been good at. Chaos, on the other hand…

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On darkness and light: winter to summer solstice

Let’s rewind to six months ago. Deepest, darkest December. It’s bitterly cold and black outside. My alarm goes off, signalling 6am, and I creep out of the bedroom so I don’t wake my partner, then put on the clothes I’ve collected in the bathroom the night before.

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In praise of platonic intimacy

As we stand on the edge of another national lockdown, there’s a lot of things I’m finding hard. But one of the hardest is how much I’m missing a certain level of intimacy with my nearest and dearest pals.

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More comfortable being in my body than numb: a second sober birthday

It’s my birthday this weekend, and we’re in lockdown, so the celebration plans so far involve takeaway, homemade cake and rewatching Hackers for the millionth time. Which, y’know. Pretty good. Here’s another thing: this will be the second birthday I’ve spent sober.

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