But the heart it takes to share who you are, how much you’ve suffered only to be you, that’s something incredible.
Lyra is a thousand million types of wonderful. She’s wilful. She’s fierce. She’s a firebrand. She’s on fire. She is luminescent and wild.
Run your fingers over the keys. Oh, let’s just call it what it is. Caress the keys. It’s a slow dance of creativity and love.
I had captured the slow steps of someone moving through the low, dark space.
There’s advice everywhere about how to write more, or find new photos, or set challenges to create new things. That’s not what I need. I need a way to shut out all the new stuff, so I can find a more meaningful image or write a better story.
I asked them if they needed help. They seemed to say ‘please leave us be’.
At hour 11, just to keep pushing, I found myself writing when I had forgotten how to write a proper sentence. How can that be good for me? Because, despite that, I was still writing.
A bucket full of science and coathanger girls. Bucket science, or kitchen science, behind the scenes at RiAus.
Making it more complicated to help you memorise something might sound strange, but it works.
You know the place. Sure you do. It’s one of your favourite hangouts.