For everyone, these past two years have been chaotic. Although, it's given me a chance to really reflect on what I truly want from life and to really be in tune with what my priorities are and what I want to do going forward. What is this? I wanted to write here how I’m feeling …
Poem: Cracks
Inspired by P.A.S.T.A (@pandemonialists on Twitter) - a poem: Cracks. #writing #Poetry #supportcreatives
Poem: Looking Back
Check out my new poem I just posted - Looking Back. #Poetry #Writing #Supportcreatives
Update: Creativity, life and writing 2021.
I blinked and it's August 2021. Where did all the time go? These last two years have felt never-ending and over in the blink of an eye at the same time. It just doesn’t make sense. Just like everyone else, I have been spending my time trying to live my life through the COVID-19 pandemic …
Poem: Bus trips into Dudley
It's always windy in Dudley and the bus takes forever.It goes everywhere. "It'll dry yer washing" whenever we complain.My Nan always said the same. "Why do we have to come here Mom?" Not Mum."It's good for ya, and I've got to go to Wilkos, stop moaning, come on."She walks a bit faster, just wants the …
Life is not an algorithm
Even if you 'follow the plan' you still might not be a fanof what exactly you end up with -because who decided long agowhich direction you should gowho actually came up with it? Parents, peers or politicians?Who gave you your choices?Rules, regulations, rightswho controls your voices? Who to trust, who to tellwho really knows you …
Life and writing through a pandemic – COVID-19.
It's been a while since I've had the time and energy to write here, but writing alas is in my nature so now I feel ready to catch you all up on what's been happening since March 2020. These are some of my experiences. Like the rest of the world facing unprecedented times, I have …
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Poem: We Don’t Talk About It.
We don’t talk about it The lies, the half-smiles and the pain Hidden behind her face Because she doesn’t want pity. Party pooper can’t take The noise tonight, Noise of the big wide city. Go home. Cry. We don’t talk about it. The water in her eyes. We don’t talk about it. She’s fine, but …
Imposter Syndrome – Nerves of a novice.
One of my biggest fears about writing is that one day somebody is going to call me out - a fake, a phoney, or as a clueless wannabe. She has no idea what she's doing! I always thought that this was just nerves or another wonderful side effect of having anxiety, that is until I …
Accessing Education – My Postgraduate
So, it's been a while since I wrote a new blog on here, apologies, I've been tinkering away in the background of my life. This one's not really for advice or a showcase for my own writing, it's more a journal entry of where I'm at right now as I begin to take on a …
CHARLOTTE FORD 