Kay Lovelace

We have known each other for eight years, spending the latter four of them in some sort of romantically charged friendship. A few weeks ago we met up for the fi...

I want to tell you a secret. It's something I've never told anyone before and something I hope never to tell anyone again. When I'm having a hard day, or tho...

In my last column I told you about a fight outside a pizzeria. After I got my pizza and walked home I was shaking. I couldn't stop thinking about that man and w...

Imagine the following scenario: It's a sunny Friday evening. You're hungry so you walk to your favourite pizzeria to get your favourite pizza. Please take a ...

There is a force that stops us hurting ourselves, but some forces are stronger. I call this one 'the liminal itch' and it refers to the feeling you get when you...

Next Saturday, when you are reading this, I will be preparing to go on stage. On the way to the theatre I am going to wear clothes that make me look like a m...

Our group would meet at Jake's house and walk to school. Three or four of us were very tall. They set the pace while the rest of us had to keep up. That's how I...

Kay is my sixth name. My mother chose the name Jacqueline. She was certain she was having a girl. When it came to it I was named Jack instead. I changed my na...

My first memory, which may have been a dream, is of turning around and looking back at a group of teenagers standing by a fountain and feeling like they were la...

As a child I would attach myself to any adult woman who would stay still long enough. Dog walkers, police officers, sales representatives, just about anyone. Ou...

When I was four I went to live with my grandmother for a few years. She was a quiet woman, but kind and generous. Being a grandparent is all the best parts of b...