We woke up empty nesters and said, why not move to Portugal?
We moved to Portugal and bought a 115-year old property with 5 acres, 4 houses and a flock of feral chickens, abandoned for 40 years - subscribe to Under the Jacarandas to follow our progress. Or visit me on Horror Boulevard, it's bloody amazing.
Stories, anecdotes, wise proverbs and foolish thoughts, literary musings, insights and conversations centred around my personal, unpublished notebooks
After the MFA and the launch of a successful writing career, life happened. I was interrupted. When my husband died, grief opened my heart. Writing and grieving are acts of love. I'm writing again. Join me, and join the community!
Writer in London working at a tiny indie London bookshop + latest news from my book - Sorry I'm Late, I Didn't Want to Come: One Introvert's Year of Saying Yes
Figuring out the universe through some good old loathing and resentment. These are ill-tempered and ill-remembered love bits from the poop storm.