An example of writing from Let Loose:
In my kitchen, the stage of charcoal surface and backdrop is bare now; memories of tulips remain.
Painted butterflies scattered over the clear glass of a tall, wide mouthed vase; a fountain of tulips held aloft – some blooms still upright, tight- lipped – others with slender necks bowing, bell of petals open, tongue of black stamens revealed.
A vast, glorious burst of jewel bright, velvety colours – so graceful; at their most beautiful, just before the end.
These flowers were gifts – three generous bunches – an armful of sympathy and loving kindness.
Throat tightens and tears well. I time travel – no great distance – to another room, hushed, twilight dim, the familiar old bookcase holding a different vase of tulips – red, purple, white – a dull gleam of leaves. They stand vigil: ‘guaranteed to last five days’.