A room of my own

One of my biggest worries when I faced my final few weeks at university, besides the exams, was coming home. Back to the home that knew the naive, young thing that I was at 18. I grew up at Uni. A lot. I found independence and I was reluctant to lose it, I’d become my […]

A publisher calls

I hope that when I begin to type this, my phone rings. I hope I am interrupted by the shrill, alarming vibrations of my decrepid iPhone. I hope she rings me soon, she is 11 minutes late; 11 minutes over our specified time. I should’ve just answered the questions at 11:11 am, when she first […]

Exchanging glances but never words

Whilst journeying to and from Vauxhall for the most enjoyable work experience placement in a children’s publishing house, I have had the absolute pleasure of observing humans and the way we interact or rather, don’t interact with each other. Because we, myself included, have very little regard for those strangers around us. I’m the first to complain, […]