Ellen Louise Dunn

  • Alone, but not lonely. Sort of…

    Why was it, that at exactly midnight on October 6, I thought, not about the wonders of the day ahead, but the last 26 years… Continue reading

    Alone, but not lonely. Sort of…
  • The bay window…πŸͺŸ

    I see myself in the books, the chiffon curtains, the posters on the wall that I can’t quite decipher. I see myself in the person who’s trying to make the ordinary, the mundane, the… limiting, beautiful. I don’t think I’ve… Continue reading

    The bay window…πŸͺŸ
  • Welcome…✨

    “Don’t be ‘a writer’. Be writing” (William Faulkner). Continue reading

    Welcome…✨
  • This time…πŸ•―

    What if, instead of looking back or looking forward, I focus on what’s right in front of me? They say, β€œComparison is the thief of joy”. If that’s true, why do I constantly compare my present self to my past… Continue reading

    This time…πŸ•―
  • The yellow ladybird…πŸ’›

    The sign I never knew I needed. The sun was shining, the bus was stuffy, and I was happily exhausted. I was on my way back from a training day at my new job. Coffee training, to be exact. Sunshine,… Continue reading

    The yellow ladybird…πŸ’›
  • Is it burning ambition or deep dissatisfaction?

    One of my resolutions for 2025 was to really dive into a branch of philosophy. I’m talking full-on, head-first, no-looking-back kind of dive. I landed on Existentialism. Why? Well, for starters, “existential” is a word I’ve been throwing around ever… Continue reading

    Is it burning ambition or deep dissatisfaction?
  • Ferrante’s Neapolitan Quartet; My literary Roman Empire…πŸ“š

    To say that I was late to the MBF party is a massive understatement. What’s more, teenage Ellen could have really done with these books growing up… All regrets aside, what I say, with complete confidence, is that it is… Continue reading

    Ferrante’s Neapolitan Quartet; My literary Roman Empire…πŸ“š
  • Porto, Portugal: A Guide…πŸŒ‰

    ‘Life is filled with reasons to BELIEVE.’ So said the sign on the baby blue door near the Ribeira, and so says me. My favourite city to date? In the same way that ‘what is your favourite book?’ is an… Continue reading

    Porto, Portugal: A Guide…πŸŒ‰