about me

Hi, I'm Ashley.
Co-creator of Secret Midnight Press.

Author of the book of poems A Lens to See Behind The Sky.
I am a creative writer & professional feeler of feelings.
I am constantly in a daydream, searching the world for all things lovely.
I currently live in Santa Barbara, California, and am grateful for it every single day.
What is the purpose of my blog?
I wanted to create a safe place for people who, like me, think and feel sometimes more than they can handle. I want a place where we can come to feel less alone in life. I am passionate about traveling and fashion and will document those aspects of my life here as well.
Here’s a quick taste of what you'll find here…
  • Life posts (daily life as a creative, dealing with anxiety & depression
  • Writing Posts (my poetry & process)
  • Style Posts (fashion & home)
  • Travel Posts (the highs & lows)



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  1. This blog is such a lovely idea, Ashley! I'll keep checking it out- it's so lovely to know other people are going through the same things xx ��

  2. I'm so excited to read that poems book & novel x

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  4. wednesdays are my new favorite days :)

  5. Love your blog, Ashley! It really helps me through my daily life <3

  6. I love your blog!! its everything i need to make a horrible day turn into a not so horrible day :) thank you so much for doing this!!

  7. sending lots of love xoxo <3 www.eyesfortheblindlove.com

  8. Your blog has helped me come to terms with my feelings

  9. Love your style!!

  10. i love you and smoke signals so much cant wait for the poem book and novel.

  11. you are an amazing writer and person! thank you so much

  12. I've been reading this blog a lot lately. I just bought Smoke Signals and Mentha Spicata El Corazon too. It's strange to me how, when I was a little girl, I thought I was the only one like this - I felt alone and ~weird~ because I never knew anyone like me. I started drawing from as far back as I can remember, and I was writing poetry when I was 7. I had an extra school book for poetry, and I'd give it to my teacher at the end of the day - he'd read it and give it back to me the next afternoon and tell me how much he loved it. I remember in grade 3, my teacher told me I'd be an amazing writer one day too and she always looked forward to reading my creative stories. But I lost that passion, because I felt strange, stranger than everyone else anyway. I became depressed, then was told I had something called anxiety as well - got into therapy and counselling at school, I lost my friends, was kicked out of the house along with my brother and my dad. I didn't see my sister or my mum for months. One suicidal thought rolled over into the next, a deep cycle. It took a toll on me. I began to spiral down into a deep unknown and I didn't see a way out. I saw other girls who were playing with Barbies, but I was playing with my teddy bears, pretending they were real and watching movies and going on adventures with them. I was out trying to catch fairies in my Grandmas garden because I really did believe in Neverland. I suppose, at 17, I still do. But I lost my way because I thought I was too different, too strange, too much of a freak, why was I feeling all of these things - and nothing at all - because I was off in my own little world where monsters were real, but so were sweet creatures that protected you from the night.

    I guess where I'm going with this is, I can't believe this little girl grew up to find people like her, people like Ashely and Jesse, and other amazing creatures. I'm finally able to say that I'm a deep feeler, but that's okay - And I never thought it was okay. This realm of wonder has led me to a happy place in my mind where I can be myself. Thank you, Ashley, and Jesse too - because I've recently started writing poetry again, and I love it. I hope that one day, I can collect my own book of poems as beautiful and inspiring as yours. I would love to show you and Jesse some poetry one day. It'd be so magical.

    Keep being yourself, because you never know how many lives you can change - including mine. You know, I feel as though some people just want to give up and quit, and I feel that way too sometimes - but you haven't, and it'd led me, and many other people, here, to find a place of belonging and acceptance. Because one person decided to keep going, even though their heart weighs heavy and their lungs are tired, it inspires hope in others' hearts - and I find that to be the most magical thing in the universe. We're really not alone in this strange world. Thank you.