The Smell of Grief
Posted on March 8, 2023 Leave a Comment
The Smell of Grief: the text of the reading for Coffee and Grief: Coffee Talk #39 given on October 6, 2022
Run through the jungle
Posted on April 23, 2020 11 Comments
Betrayal is a frightening jungle where monsters of self-doubt lurk.
The Petite Grief of Rejection Emails
Posted on January 23, 2020 5 Comments
Yet another rejection email has hit my inbox. Yet another chip has been eroded from my soul. I don’t know how rejections affect everyone else, but I assume it’s similar. There’s a level of deeply intimate, deeply personal critique in the sharp hidden edges of an email thanking me for my work, noting the large […]
Posted on March 28, 2019
Ripples from the Christchurch terror attacks are still spreading. YeahWrite Nonfiction #415
The Very Bad Thing and the Chasm-Exoskeleton
Posted on September 20, 2018 4 Comments
When I was eight, A Very Bad Thing happened.
The Peacock’s Daughter
Posted on April 1, 2018 7 Comments
Music surges through the speakers. Salt-N-Pepa tell us to push it, and I survey the sea of shocked faces. Not really funeral fare, Mum. ‘No sombre music, Gillian.’ Yes, Mum. No sombre music. But you could have at least let me warn folks.
In Which I Deal with Death Doubled
Posted on April 5, 2015 16 Comments
This week my essay on grief was published on Modern Loss, an online journal containing resources and personal accounts about death, loss, and grief. It’s a piece I’m proud of, and I’m delighted it was published, but it’s also a piece that causes such turmoil in me.