13 March 20169 April 2016journal, squawk

it was all downhill from there

Squawk likes Ai Weiwei's "Dropping a Han Dynasty Urn" but she wants […]

5 February 201610 April 2016illustrated, journal, squawk, the slithy toves did gyre and gimble

i really do spend an inordinate amount of time counting

Squawk doesn't quite get Hide & Seek. Usually, she hides in the […]

30 January 2016and the mome raths outgrabe, beware the jubjub bird, journal, squawk, stakvossi salt wives, the slithy toves did gyre and gimble, whistling in the dark, writing life

toddlers and writing and making it work

I normally* get up at 5:30am so I can get 1-1.5 hours […]

4 January 2016illustrated, it's all about the whimsy, journal, squawk

family in chalk

Tonight's quiet play before bed involved some drawing on the new easel […]

7 November 20157 November 2015instagram, squawk

"I broke it. 'cos that's why."

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5 November 20157 November 2015journal, language - it's a beautiful thing, squawk

it's the one book neither of us ever dare skip a page

One book before a nap (more correctly, these days, enforced alone time) […]

17 October 201510 January 2016cherry crow children, illustrated, it's all about the whimsy, journal, squawk, the cherry crow children of haverny wood, where do you get your ideas, writing life

in which ideas aren't special snowflakes unique to me and that's even more awesome than if they were

Today, spurred by a last-minute reminder and possessed of an odd amount […]

19 September 2015aniseed, it's all about the whimsy, journal, squawk, the slithy toves did gyre and gimble

all told, she's a considerate fallen god

Squawk sings — constantly, about whatever she last overheard, or whatever stray […]

10 September 2015asides, it's all about the whimsy, squawk

Yesterday Squawk was questioning me about ambulances. She knows they're for treating […]

4 September 2015and the mome raths outgrabe, beware the jubjub bird, journal, nulla dies sine linea, squawk, stakvossi salt wives, the heart's a wilful creature, the slithy toves did gyre and gimble, whistling in the dark, writing life

experiments with sleep deprivation (aka where motherhood and mental health fail to meet)

Since finishing Cherry Crow Children, I've not had a true writing routine […]