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Today is Lammas, a celebration of the first harvest. A chance to stop for a moment and look back at the seeds we've planted and what has grown from them. I've been thinking about what I'm grateful for, and the answer is easy. I'm grateful for all the opportunities I've been given over the last six months. When I look back, it's incredible how much has happened. I've been invited to be part of special events, met so many wonderful people, and had the chance to share my words in places I never...

When people saw me at Midlands Fringe, they saw fifty minutes on a stage. What they didn't see were the years it took to get there. I arrived feeling everything all at once. Excited. Nervous. Grateful. Terrified. Emotional. I don't think there was a single feeling I hadn't packed into my bag that day. By my side, as she has been so many times before, was Jen. She has walked beside me through workshops, ideas scribbled in notebooks, performances, self-doubt, laughter, tears and celebrations....

The Stage Taught Me How to Project My Voice. Lately, I've found myself reflecting on a couple of situations that left me with the same feeling. Different circumstances. The same lesson. The feeling of the goalposts moving. Of expectations appearing after the event rather than before it. Of trying to make sense of conversations where everyone walks away holding a different version of what was said. Communication is a strange thing. We all hear words through the lens of our own experiences,...