Last Tuesday, I turned 28. My 27th birthday was wonderful. I spent it in Paris with two of my favourite people in the entire world. We had breakfast opposite the Moulin…
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When my friend wrote and asked me to share about my “writer’s life in quarantine,” my first thought was, what can I say about that? My life in quarantine isn’t…
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Beneath my bed is a suitcase. Handmade. Wooden. Older than my mum. Likely older than my dad. It belonged to my grandfather. A place to lock away all his important…