At the end of 2024, I was cooked. Fully crispy, charred artist-on-a-spit. Four major surgeries in four years, disillusioned, gaslit by ...

September has a smell—the faintest tang of sharpened pencils, apple skins, and air that is juuuuust beginning to cool. After the looseness ...

Once again, another AFOOT story.  As part of the Edinburgh version of Whisper Walk from the "AFOOT" series, I give you one of th...

August is the month when summer begins to exhale. The days are still golden, but there’s a subtle shift in the light—a slant, a softness—tha...

Welcome back to Mistakes to Avoid When Writing Part 3: The Hot Mess Never Ends Edition. This is the post where we will address your descript...

  TWENTY years ago at the Palace Theatre in London, this barely 22-year-old made her professional debut in Andrew Lloyd Webber’s ‘The Woma...

We’ve been taught that real artists never stop. That if you’re not always producing, you must not be serious. That’s a lie.   I welcome you,...

July is the month when time both expands and disappears. The days are thick with heat, the air smells of grass, salt, and sunscreen, and the...

So you read the first list of novel-writing mistakes and thought,      “Okay, fine, I won’t let my main character have violet eyes, a tragic...