Television, films and churches formed a large part of the origins of my writing when I was younger. My childhood was not as bleak as some;...
War and peace. There are blurred lines in the realities of both. A separation anxiety as the paradigm shifts from the air that a sniper wears...
“In the face of pain there are no heroes.” ― George Orwell, 1984 The future of democracy is uncertain after the recent xenophobic attacks in South...
It was the year of literature for me but you, Rwanda no longer have any kind of album.
Before she began her day’s work Virginia Woolf began to write painstakingly yet in a beautiful old-fashioned script in her diary. ‘Madness is not a proper...
Dizzying and introspective. My limbs soon became antiques with their own mood.
The page frees me in a sense, in ways I cannot describe. I write and that is my life. I am a mother and a wife,...
There is a torment in waiting for the psychosis to break.
To the scenic world at large that are still suffering in silence, I say, break the silence; add a visible, outspoken voice. There are more of...
The reason I am writing this is to help someone who is in the same situation where I found myself eighteen years ago, so they can...
