• Photograph of my poet great gran Helen Duncan
    Poetry,  Write

    The Poems of Helen Duncan

    Dad gave me the box of family history to rummage through. I found two notebooks, which belonged to Helen, filled with pages of poetry. Many were of favourite poems she copied but she penned her own too. Other family members sent and wrote poems and within these two books of elegant handwriting weave worlds of written words. You'd think the contents would be world's apart but it's quite the opposite. What fascinates me is the stark similarities we find.

  • Stormy sunset offshore Bude, Cornwall
    Write

    The muse in my landscape

    There's an urge to begin my very first blog post with a little bit about me. However, I'm trying to be a writer and no one likes an information dump, therefore I will dive straight in. Rather than tell you about me, I'll introduce you to the landscape where my body resides, and perhaps to the one in my head too.