The Mountains We Climb By Accident
by Dawn McSweeney
Talia longed to know what happened after the credits rolled. Her life, however, felt like a series of disjointed steps with no hope of choreography in sight: the scenes kept playing themselves out, but she, the supposed star of her existential show, had long since lost the plot. This is the story of the cacophony, and how Talia finally tuned into the sound of her own drummer and took centre stage.