When I posted my first blog in three years a few weeks back, I knew I’d probably get a vulnerability hangover, but I wasn’t expecting the thought invasion that came my way whilst innocently playing Wordle one evening. After being paralysed by fear for a long time, I finally realised the only way to get over it was through it, so I wrote about writing. And it felt good. Later that day, I was casually doing Wordle and as my mind started to wander, I had that pit of stomach pang

How does creative vision come to you? We’ve lived in our house for about 18 months and I thought I was quite happy living with the previous owner’s decoration choices until, over Christmas, when my brain finally switched off enough to wander again, I was hit with a vision for burnt orange walls in our screen-free snug (how middle class do I sound right now). Now I can’t see anything else and I’m on the hunt for the exact shade that exists in my mind’s eye. This got me thinki

I am terrified of writing. I agonise, overthink and have a notes app full of unfinished sentences. It’s taken me approximately all afternoon to write this. I have tried, on many occasion, to work out what traumatic event led to this fear of authorship. In my first proper job, I was recommended to the bid-writing team because I’d written a damn-good covering letter for a job in another department. My first ever blog back in 2011 was called ‘Carly Writes’ and people told me I a

We are not immune from mental health struggles. I was in denial about mine for a long time. Acceptance is the path to recovery and support.

Quiet quitting is the latest craze but this teachable moment has a lot to teach us about employee experience.

Carly writes about her great resignation and why it was really a great comms love story all along.