S. Dyer (Sarah) completed her M. Litt in creative writing when her youngest was still only six years old. She has lived in Edinburgh for the last five years where, due to the Rowling Act (1997), it is compulsory to be a writer if you are a single mother.
Exercising the traditionally Welsh ‘benign neglect’ form of parenting, Sarah struggles to juggle paid employment (whilst maintaining a socially acceptable facial expression), writing, domestic necessities and remembering when the children are supposed to be at activities.
Sarah’s prose fiction and poetry orbits around the domestic and explores themes of belonging (Hiraeth in Welsh), reflecting her five years living and working in South East Asia (where she had her first child), four in London and childhood in Wales. Published last year in an anthology of memoir/travel writing, she retains a life mission to encourage the older generation to write their lives, particularly women. Her short story, Clover, was part of the Dangerous Women project at the University of Edinburgh. Sarah has read her work at the Word Festival in Aberdeen and two years running at the Audacious Women’s Festival in Edinburgh. Her poetry has featured in the experimental zine, Letters to Barnacle, as part of Moira Buchanan’s art exhibition All Washed Up and on the Scottish Book Trust’s Nourish project website. She likes to ponder (usually over a nice flinty Picpoul) questions such as, what shapes our identity? Where do we truly belong? And, shall we open the second bottle?