HLR is a 20-something-but-closer-to-30 year old writer of creative non-fiction, mainly short prose and poetry.
She writes about challenging subjects such as mental illness, addiction, suicide and grief, with brutal honesty and a hint of British droll.
Other topics include heartbreak, drugs, family, relationships, drunken escapades, living with chronic illnesses, and encounters with strangers in London and beyond.
Perpetually on the verge of either a breakdown or a breakthrough (sometimes both) HLR was born and raised in north London and is yet to escape.
She holds a BA (Hons) degree in English Literature from the University of London.
A list of previous publications can be found here.
Manifesto: I do not write for you, I write because I have to.
This site features upsetting subjects including suicide, self-harm, death and addiction.
Please approach this site (and its owner) with caution, sensitivity and an open mind.
I am not these things, but I suffer from these things:
EUPD/borderline personality disorder + bipolar disorder + psychotic episodes + chronic suicidality + generalised anxiety disorder + fibromyalgia.
How can I go on this way?
And how can I not?
— Susan Sontag
All written work © The Magic Black Book (themagicblackbook) / Treacle Heart (treacleheart) / HLR 2013 – 2019
All written work on this site is my own unless otherwise cited.
I do NOT own the rights to any images, artwork or photography featured on my blog unless I have stated otherwise.