a doll’s best friend

Once upon a time, there was a doll named Emily. She came to me as a Christmas gift from my parents, when I was probably already a bit too old for dolls. But I didn’t mind, because she was so … Continue reading

statement made

I find I often forget about things once they’re finished. They have their moment in my mind, usually when I’m first all fired up with an idea, and then they either work or they don’t, and I move on and … Continue reading