People sometimes ask me, “Why do you write so much about love?” The truth is, love has been both my greatest teacher and my most painful wound, and it’s the one thing we all carry, no matter who we are or who we love. The same is true of grief: it spares no one, and … Continue reading The Threads I Return To
Category: General
When Perfect Isn’t the Point
Everyone thinks writing a poetry book is about sitting in a café, scribbling beautiful lines into a notebook, and waiting for inspiration to strike. Sometimes, yes, in the beginning, that's exactly what it was like. But the truth is, writing a book is equal parts, joy and chaos, and for me, often more chaos than … Continue reading When Perfect Isn’t the Point
Happiness Is Hard to Write
Funny thing, I’ve written thousands of words about heartbreak, bad dates, messy breakups, you name it. Pain flows onto the page like it has somewhere to go. Writing it feels natural, urgent, even necessary. There’s a rhythm to it, a momentum, feel it, bleed it onto the page, repeat. Happiness? Not so much. Since getting … Continue reading Happiness Is Hard to Write
Second Books and Breathing
and...breathe. I have been learning how to breathe again. Not the automatic kind, but the slower kind, stepping away from people’s noise, not getting involved, holding back my energy on my days off, just being with myself, and of course my husband too. Trying to find some peace, or at least work towards it. I … Continue reading Second Books and Breathing
The Exhibition
I did something recently that scared me in the best possible way. I put on my first exhibition. The Life and Death of Love became more than a book for a few weeks. I painted the cover across a wall, scattered autumn leaves across the floor, and let birdsong play in the background. Framed photographs … Continue reading The Exhibition
Quiet, it’s October (poem)
Autumn leaves fall silently. As silent as my lips have been lately. As quiet as my soul, not subdued just still. Letting those around me unravel with the wind. I stay silent. I turn inward with the curling leaves. And I breathe, so deeply, peacefully. Calm inside a world turned orange and gold. Nothing but … Continue reading Quiet, it’s October (poem)
The Wronged Man (poem)
You play with love like it’s fire,as if it doesn’t burn you from the inside out.But it does burn.And you cry in the ashesas if you didn’t light every match.You take, break, misshape hearts like clay,then beg us all to stay,while we stay warmand you turn cold,searching for something new to hold.Not someone.Some thing.Until boredom … Continue reading The Wronged Man (poem)
The Teardrop Wedding Ring
I knew my wedding ring had to be special. It needed to be more than just a piece of jewellery. It needed to be a symbol, a story, a piece of art. It had to show not just my love for my partner but also the journey that brought me here. That's why I chose … Continue reading The Teardrop Wedding Ring
Book Launch
The wait is almost over. This October, my first book 'The Life and Death of Love' will be available online. You will find it via Waterstones, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Foyles and more. I'm excited, nervous, proud and so many other emotions all at once. Thanks to all my readers over the years for running … Continue reading Book Launch
Sweet (poem)
My gardens a messBut life is sweetThe roses full bloom in the summer heat The daisies are soft under our bare feetAs we walk through the grassTo our own beat And its loveAnd we're free Under shade of the treesAnd when the rain fallsWe just dance in the streetForever is not enough time in your … Continue reading Sweet (poem)
Ryon Maverick 