Hello friends. Welcome to e q u i n o x, a space for reflection on childhood, grief, nature and the liminal spaces where they meet.
I’m a writer, educator and community facilitator based in Glasgow Scotland, where I live with a partner, two tiny children and a dog called Huxley. I spend my days working as a bookseller and teaching creative writing practice, or clambering through woodland with those little humans who have changed everything.
E Q U I N O X is the name of a manuscript. A shifting, changing thing that has percolated for near enough twenty years now, in some way or another. It’s also a threshold time; a shifting, liquid boundary that delineates a seasonal change. The equinox has always been a liminal space; an in-between. And that’s a beautiful and creative space to be. It’s where the crucible of change happens.
Fresh out of an intensive period of writing both academically and creatively about the role of grief in young adult fiction and poetry, this substack will become a place for me to share these reflections as I journey towards completing a YA novella manuscript. We’ll traverse the real and imagined landscapes of human experience and grief.
In doing so, it is my hope that you find a way to navigate your own distinct cartographies.
Paid subscribers will get access to (at least) weekly mini essays, creative reflections and photo essays on time, landscape, grief and childhood as well as insights into the creative process of writing space and place. I will also host regular chats and writing prompts.
Free subscribers will have access to sporadic free posts (usually once a fortnight) and tasters of each weekly post.
Founding members will have access to everything above, as well as my eternal gratitude. They can also use two hour-long editorial feedback sessions on any written work up to 5000 words.
Substack thrives on creative and generous communities of care and support. For this reason, I am happy to gift you with a trial subscription of a month to see if this is a space you’d like to share with me.
Please do reach out if anything I share touches you in some way. The threads of grief are complicated and tender; I’m always here for a chat if ours interlink.
Kirsty x