I am a dedicated follower of doing things that work wonders for other people. Over the years I have tiptoed and trespassed across other people’s experiences with similar problems in order to solve my own. I am not original. I am my literary heroines. Nothing I do is unique. I love to deep dive into the lives of other people – literature, film, poetry, art, memoirs and story-telling. I deep dive into the lives and souls of other people and collect pearls, oysters and ormers to make into necklaces (not without consent). I turn words into wine and devour each morsel, getting high on the fumes. At the moment I am sea swimming – inspired by other people it wasn’t my idea at all.
“O reader, do not ask of me how I
grew faint and frozen then – I cannot write it:
all words would fall far short of what it was.
I did not die, and I was not alive;
think for yourself, if you have any wit,
what I became, deprived of life and death.”
– The Ninth Circle of Hell from Dante’s Inferno