Nonfiction is something I don’t write very often. When a friend of mine died 3 years ago, writing seemed to be one of the only ways I could come to terms with my grief. I wrote this piece as part of the healing process, and only finished writing it more than 2 years on. I … More What the water took
I’m starting to wonder if homes are not places, but people. I’m starting to wonder if my father is home: in the sound of a trickling watering can, and the smell of lemon balm on my fingertips. … More Synaesthesia Magazine: HOME
After a job interview yesterday morning, I was looking for somewhere to relax: somewhere I could pass the time without conversation, disturbance, and just enjoy the quiet. I headed down to Exmouth’s Strand, but nothing seemed to appeal to me. Sure, there were plenty of places that all looked quaint and cosy but nothing drew me closer. Tucked away from the hum … More The Fountain Café: a writer’s eatery
What happens in Vegas They say that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but you don’t want that. It’s past 1 a.m. You order a plate of loaded nachos between you, mini sliders, a side of sweet potato fries and cinnamon dip. Vegas is still buzzing: liquid lights bleeding into each other, the air … More Writing with your nose: southern evening
Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived. – Helen Keller At Synaesthesia Magazine, we often tell our contributors to think about all of the senses when they write: the way that food feels, the way days sound, the way names taste. We ask them … More Writing with your nose
Huzzah! My flash fiction has been published on Litro Magazine ahead of schedule! I’m a writer who is interested in relationships on the brink of breaking, and human boundaries. I like to write about people who are confessing something about themselves – confessing that they’ve found themselves stepping tentatively across a boundary of their own identity, sexuality – or sometimes … More Chicken Limbo: Litro Magazine
My travel anxiety is pretty new to me, and I’m only just starting to figure what pushes my buttons, what makes that horrid sickly feeling burst into full-blown panic. (I’ve even had a panic attack in an almost-empty car park. Yep, it can be that bad!). Despite this, I still love to travel and explore … More Travel-anxious meets travel-hungry
At the moment, my IBS is fairly stable. I am eating much better than I was, drinking more water, and am also trying to ensure I get good sleep each night. In addition to this, I’m trying to exercise more, and all of this is in aid of a more healthy self to try to promote … More IBS & Reflexology
I’ve always been into everything creative from as early as I can remember. I dabble in illustration now and then, and love taking photographs. But aside from my own creativity, I can easily spend hours on Instagram just looking at wonders that so many talented people produce every millisecond. I love the art that grabs … More Interview with Elizabeth Ellen
I played with the silver band on my finger, debating whether or not I should discard it. Throw it out of the car and let it settle in mud for the magpies to find, hurl it over the wall into the murky riverbed to drift downstream and rest in sediment, or wear it on a … More My belly’s full of words
Annabelle Carvell 