TEASER: Rebuilding Alexandra Small
With (hopefully final) edits well underway on what will become my next romantic comedy novel – Rebuilding Alexandra Small –…
Grief: A visit to the museum
My mother died in February. At the time, the virus that now traps us in our homes was little more…
COVID-19: The end of gay life as we know it
Without human contact, we’ll retreat to darkened rooms only to emerge blinking into the light one week later, holding up an arthritic claw and declaring we’ve completed Pornhub.
Weight loss – simply the BEST
Have you ever stumbled upon a magazine called ‘Best’? You’ll find it in every low-grade supermarket next to the crossword…
I’m sorry you’ve lost your mother: they make it sound like I’ve left her in another room
My mother has passed away. At 1.30 this morning, I woke. My husband, too. He trailed downstairs to her temporary bedroom,…