For Those Who Bloom In The Dark
Grýla was one of the first poems I wrote for my upcoming poetry collection. For those unfamiliar with Icelandic Christmas lore, Grýla is an ogress who comes down from her cave on Mt Esja (the mountain range that watches over Reykjavik) at Christmas time to steal and devour disobedient children. Grýla has been much softened over… Continue reading Grýla – A Poem
Is it odd I don't feel especially joyous about the sun's return? That I don't particularly look forward to the days getting longer and lighter? Winter, my favourite season of all, is only just upon us, but from tomorrow, the sun begins its march back north. Many of my friends are ecstatic about the promise… Continue reading On This Winter Solstice
At the end of September, I was dead set on blogging every day of this precious month. (It goes faster than most others, right?) I had my list of thirty-one post ideas at the ready, but alas, 'twasn't to be, and here I am, on day twenty-one (sob), finally carving out the time to get… Continue reading A Few Of My Favourite Witches – Part I
“Autumn days come quickly, like the running of a hound on the moor.” – Irish Proverb September is a frantic, exhilarating month. It's when I finally start to wake up. I hibernate the 'wrong way round' – I go to ground for the light months and wake up for the dark half of the year. … Continue reading Waking Up For The Dark Half Of The Year
I've been delaying this first post for the longest time. The first writing of any new project is often a massive headache. But this has been something else. Since winding up my long-running blog Wyrd Words & Effigies, there's been an overwhelming feeling of paralysis, an uncertainty of what I should and shouldn't write about. I'm used… Continue reading September Is The Month Of Spiders & New Beginnings
A Wyrd Of Her Own 