I left a piece of me in Sheffield
In Sheffield, the bruise is the darkest and the nostalgia is the deepest. What happens when you return to the scene of the crime?
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Sophie Wilson
- Jun 5
- 5 min
You get so alone at times that it just makes sense
On loneliness and hanging out
Sophie Wilson
- Apr 7
- 5 min
Why I didn’t write my novel in lockdown
On being creative in lockdown, giving up, and social media pressure.
Sophie Wilson
- Jan 8
- 7 min
Driving on the right into the great unknown
Reflections on hazy summer memories, leaving the EU and learning a language in lockdown.