coffee off the clock: am i really here at last?
join me for the second in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate & following my writing dreams. Continue reading coffee off the clock: am i really here at last?
join me for the second in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate & following my writing dreams. Continue reading coffee off the clock: am i really here at last?
join me for the first in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate & following my writing dreams. Continue reading coffee off the clock: let’s do some living
If I had a penny for every time somebody told me how to ‘fix’ something about myself that I never seen as a problem, I’d be a millionaire. A poem that explores the insidious trade of our insecurities. How the most rebellious thing you can do is love yourself. Continue reading I Don’t Buy It
A black-out poem from an old Robert Louis Stevenson piece turned anti-war as a critique of romanticised ‘honour’ in bloodshed. Continue reading Men at Arms
Is it better to be good or honest? Ailsa Gillies reflects on the lineage of ‘good’ people that have come before her, noting that self-sacrifice is not romantic, but a quiet stirring of resentment and grief. Continue reading Inherited Goods
Start at 26. Start at 40. Start at 65. Ailsa Gillies reflects on what it means to reclaim your lost light. Continue reading Lost Light
Everything in life – time, love, possessions, and experiences – are something borrowed. Ailsa Gillies explores the fleeting nature of life and the illusion of ownership. Continue reading Something Borrowed