A love song

In the afternoon, we lie together in bed. My son is full of cold, but he won’t sleep. His eyes are red, but he won’t let them close. ‘No,’ he says when I ask him again. So I sing to him. A song I have sung to soothe him since he was a baby. ‘All…

Nothing

Today, I’ve been thinking about stopping and sitting and having two minutes of peace. I have two children, aged four and six, and I’ve almost finished writing my second novel. It doesn’t happen very often. But, actually what happens when we sit and do nothing? Our brain relaxes and everything takes a slight shift in…