Ellen SymonsA space left empty, a space to be filledI rue the moment I learned to read.Feb 17, 2023Feb 17, 2023
Ellen SymonsI doThere’s a line between dedication and obsession. Often, I think I know exactly where that line is. Often, I am wrong.Sep 25, 2022Sep 25, 2022
Ellen SymonsBijou and the Philosopher TreeLike an ancient tree, a story has an inevitable internal logic that the writer must find and follow.Jul 24, 2022Jul 24, 2022
Ellen SymonsThis is the day I die(An earlier version of this story was published in Heroic Care: 35 Writers & Artists Show What It Means to Care, A multi-genre anthology…Mar 27, 2022Mar 27, 2022
Ellen SymonsThe Summer of Laying Workers, 3It’s been a long set-up here and here, but we’ve arrived at the punch line. Or at least, at my favourite part of this story: where we see…Feb 27, 2022Feb 27, 2022
Ellen SymonsThe Summer of Laying Workers, 2Read Part One of this series here.Jan 23, 2022Jan 23, 2022
Ellen SymonsThe Summer of Laying Workers, 1A passion almost equal to writing, for me, is beekeeping. Honey bees are exceptional animals, fascinating to humans and heavily researched…Dec 26, 2021Dec 26, 2021
Ellen SymonsA shiny futureI’m inspired by stories that unfold from or into a post-apocalyptic perspective. But I still believe in a shiny future. Here is where I…Nov 28, 2021Nov 28, 2021
Ellen SymonsWhy I love TwitterAs you’d see from the activity on my website’s sidebar, I’ve been living on Twitter for the past many months.Sep 3, 2021Sep 3, 2021
