A Strange Case of Erasure is finally here!
From initial ideas typed in between school runs to seven complete drafts on a laptop, seeing these sentences take form in print is a moment I’ll never forget.
As a stay-at-home mother, so much of my daily work is ephemeral — meals cooked and consumed, laundry washed and worn and messes cleaned only to be made again. Holding the physical book in my hands, one that grew out of five months of intense editing, feels quite extraordinary.

My daughter says, “You should be proud of yourself, Mummy.”
Truthfully, I feel like the book’s not really done and I should probably take one more shot at it. But I’ll take her word for it, for now.
Thank you to everyone who has cheered me on through every draft and milestone. Next stop: bookshelves!
