The Gritty Truth About Writing

It was a Saturday night. My head was thumping and my eyes were sore. My entire body ached – especially my shoulders, which were knotted tight. How much longer will…

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Be Proud of Where You Come From

‘How come I never get invited round to your house for tea?’ my friend Jane asked one day as we embarked upon another epic game of French skipping in the school…

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