To my future self

To my future self, To be honest, I feel a little intimidated writing to you – well, me, aged forty-six – because that definitely makes you an adult. Then again, I was writing to my fourteen-year-old self yesterday, and I’m sure she would have thought I would be an adult by now. Fourteen-year-old me feels … Continue reading To my future self

To my fourteen-year-old self

There is a strange appeal to the idea of writing a letter to a past self, although it is difficult to explain why. We love these ideas, even make books of these letters, but the rational side of me is thinking, 'Why are we doing this? We didn't read this as a fourteen-year-old; we would … Continue reading To my fourteen-year-old self