If You Don’t Have Anything Nice to Say….
DISCLAIMER: At the end of reading this blog post, you may be under the impression that I’m a tie dye wearing, pot smoking, hippie freak. I would like to take this opportunity to say that I’m not. Not...
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This isn’t something I’m particularly good at. Actually, I’m pretty terrible when it comes to letting go, whereas being stubborn and denying that anything is wrong with that is my area of expertise. It...
View ArticleWrite hard and clear, about what hurts.
I thought I would have been inspired to write before now, but maybe I’ve been too busy writing things for Erin’s media campaign, and setting up her website. I’ve been in the US with her for about a...
View ArticleWhere is your heart?
I swear my whole life has surrounded this question. I spent most of my childhood in Atlanta, but I lived in England until I was four. My mom’s family is almost entirely in England (except for the bits...
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