This is the story of the stupid things I did the year I was seventeen, the year my mother died, and how they twisted my life entire from the straight course it was set to run in. I was born…

Kate Elliott asked me why I wanted to write about warrior women, and I thought as this was likely to be long and self-indulgent, I’d answer over here. This also follows on from some things we were discussing in Rilina’s…

Structure, for me, is something very delicate that emerges either before or as I am writing. It’s not something I add later, and the very thought of adding it later fills me with horror. I’ve frequently found that it’s easier…