Nearly four years ago by the light of a candle in the pre-dawn hours, with a steaming mug of coffee between my forearms as I typed, I started writing a book. Unlike so many authors describe – battles of writer’s block and self-doubt and...
I have become more enamoured, in the last year or two, with putting one foot in front of the other. In the years before I became a mother and started to realign to my own sense of who I was and who I wanted to be in the world, putting one foot in front of the...
