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I’ve been watching The Summer I Turned Pretty recently, and constantly find myself at my wit’s end with the Fisher Brothers. I want to scream at the telly ‘JUST TALK TO EACH OTHER’ or ‘TELL HER THE TRUTH’, the both of them completely reserved and unwilling to discuss their issues (at least until the first…
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Fifteen Minutes I’d waited ages for that night – a general hum of excitement started in my local book group on Facebook, and soon we’d organised a small event. It’s nothing many people would call ‘interesting’ – one of my favourite authors was releasing a new book, Anna, so I’d posted trying to gauge general interest.…
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ANNA She awoke, dreary, on the towpath of a wooded area, her hands and shirt stained with blood. Anna wearily made her way to an upright position, careful not to topple over. She was weak – and she had no recollection of how or why she was here. The young woman donned her weekday work…
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2 Years ago today, after countless hours of writing and research, I finally got to visit Antwerp in the flesh. As a teenager, I was internet friends with someone who lived just outside of Antwerp; they’d send me pictures, I’d have a Google, and I thought it was just so stunning. Cue me, at 15,…
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As a bit of a backstory, I grew up writing short stories, spending a lot of my teenage years on Wattpad and AO3 (I know, I know), so always dreamt of being able to write something that people would deem worthy of reading. When I got to University, in a city I wasn’t familiar with,…