Generally for everyone in the entire world, it seems. My personal suckitude began in November 2019 when I had my fourth consecutive miscarriage, and then continued as I evacuated from bushfires threatening my home, watched the rest of my country burn on the news, visited the ED for a sudden and scary bleed, had an array of blood tests and scans and finally a (very minor) surgery, and has now peaked (fingers crossed this will be the peak, anyway) in a fucking pandemic.

I’m not someone who’s ever been into inspiration as a thing. I don’t have ‘live, laugh, love’ emblazoned on my couch cushions. (Fine if you do, just not for me). I do not like, share or even relate to any quote that has ever been super-imposed on soothing nature photography. (Again, fine if you do). When my wedding celebrant said with delight that, as someone prone to writing, I would surely come up with something beautifully inspiring to say to my soon-to-be-husband during our ceremony, I told her I wouldn’t because just getting married was enough for me.

But, still, sometimes I say to myself,


Just the one, lone word.

Forward is exciting.

It means the future is coming. It means keep going, there’s more. It means you can’t go back, so don’t wait around.

I said it to myself when I decided to propose to my now-husband. I said it to myself when we started trying for a kid.

The word 'forward' in yellow letters on a big block arrow pointing forward

The last few months I’ve started so many stories and comics. I start them with big ideas and enthusiasm, but then somehow they twist off the path I imagined and end up somewhere darker. What I’ve created here is heavily autobiographical, and right now I can’t tell you anything about my life without talking about my miscarriages. They touch everything inside me.

Sometimes, that’s okay. It has helped me process, and it comforts me to hope that sharing creates a degree of openness on a difficult subject, makes even one person feel less alone in a giant mess of trauma, or at least semi-prepares someone who doesn’t yet know they’ll go through this too.

But other times, it isn’t. I don’t want everything to be tangled and dark. I don’t want to rehash endlessly, lost and unable to re-find the path. I don’t want to soak everything I make in pain.

Forward is healing.

It’s picking yourself up of the ground. It doesn’t have to be about rushing to do or achieve things; it’s just about taking the next step. Maybe the next step is taking some quiet time or establishing a habit of getting outside in the sunshine.

I said it to myself after my first and second miscarriage.

The word 'forward' arranged in a semi-circle around a flower.

I’ve always had anxiety. Insomnia has been a huge problem throughout my life. I have had panic and anxiety attacks. There have been days I couldn’t make myself leave the house. Sometimes I get so worried around people I can’t speak, no matter how much I want to. My voice just shuts down.

For the last few years, my anxiety has been focused on my health. I’m only 30, but my body has betrayed me so many times. I can’t trust it anymore. Any time I get a headache I’ve have to be talked down from self-diagnosing a brain tumour. Every twinge is cancer. Every cough is death.

Covid-19 isn’t bad in Australia (yet), but I can open my phone and see tweets, articles, footage from China, Italy, France, South Korea, the US, everywhere and peek into potential futures.

I need some balance.

So over the next few weeks, months, whatever, I’m going to try and create some nonsense.

It won’t be easy. Fluff has been a challenge for me lately, even pre-pandemic. I’m probably going to have to push out some absolute clankers just to keep the gears turning. I can’t promise how regular or successful I will be, but I’m going to try really hard to make this little corner of the internet a softer place for a bit.

Forward is grinding.

It’s for when you are lost. It’s for when you don’t know what happens next, but you know it can’t be nothing. It’s for when a whole journey seems impossible, too big, and you have shut everything down to the next step.

I said it to myself after my third and fourth miscarriage.

The word forward made out of arrows and surrounded by a tangle of arrows pointing in all different directions.

I’m worried.

I’m worried about what happens when I run out of toilet paper because everyone else has panic-hoarded it. I’m worried about my older relatives. I’m worried about my chronically ill friends. I’m worried about my siblings—both of whom are doctors working in hospitals. I’m worried that next fire season a bushfire will reach my town, my home. I’m worried I’ll just keep miscarrying forever. I’m worried about lurking tumours. I’m worried about living in a country with a marginal environment and unsustainable habits while the world gets hotter.

It’s scary outside, and it’s dark inside.

Forward is not about choice. It’s going to happen anyway. The future is coming, and you can’t go back.

One more step.

Dark tunnel, small glimmer of light at the end, word 'Forward' written simply in white

P.S. Wash your damn hands.


Update: I have created a  NO  VIRUSES HERE page. I will collect all my new fluff there as well as gather other fluffy creations from the past few years. 

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20 responses to “Forward”

  1. leapprentice807172025 Avatar

    I enjoy your writing, even the dark stuff. The panic is far worse than the disease (pandemic), shucks, I had to make my own sandwich bread cause of the panic buying here in the states. Now if I can just figure out how to make a fresh roll of TP.


    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      I’m glad you enjoy my writing! Thank you :)

      I really, sincerely, truly hope that making our own bread is the worst thing to come of all this.


  2. betunada Avatar

    darn those miscarriages! ah dunno whut 2 say … but yer awbvee-ouslee “a trooper” tho’ mayhaps you don’t identify with trooping. forward, trooping, thru’ the schwamp, wha-da-hay.
    we are all not only in/on the boat, but (i think, tho’ not toadullee shurr) still on the saim planet. “they” (who are “they” anyweigh?) closing everything! i might not be able to play hockey tomorrow nite! and, 4 shurr, will hafta stock up on beer/w(h)ine/whiskey, and, oh, yeah, food i guess before all that is gone. 4-word !


    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      Thank you :)

      I hope you find some beer/w(h)ine/whiskey and whatever other thing you mentioned.


  3. memadtwo Avatar

    You know it can’t be nothing…those are words of wisdom.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Bryntin Avatar

    There is, as far as we know, no other direction, so I’m very glad to see your thinking moving that way Lucy.
    And don’t spare the ink! ;)

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      When it comes to ink, I’ve spared no expense.

      (Also when it comes to dinosaur theme parks that definitely won’t have any problems)


  5. magickmermaid Avatar

    Having experienced much of what you have and more, I agree entirely. Forward IS healing!


    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      I’m sorry for what you’ve been through. <3


  6. mariusadm Avatar

    It is very bad here in Europe…


    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      Yes, I have been watching. I wish everything was different just now. This is not something that gets better quickly, but I still hope it does. Very sincerely, good luck.

      Liked by 1 person

  7. CW Avatar

    Forward. One more step – holding on to that. You know I have always loved your writing, thank you for another piece that comes right as I needed it. Sending big hugs.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      Thank you. Sending non-contagious internet hugs right back.


  8. theartunicorn Avatar

    I relate to the anxiety and insomnia. Glad to see you are able to preserver through the hard time (don’t mind the cheesy nature photography quote), and find some light. Stay safe and wishing you the best!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar
  9. […] “Forward,” Lucy Grove Jones, Silence Killed the Dinosaurs […]


  10. Mare Avatar

    Great post. This reminds me of the quote from a not so famous suffragette (unless you like women’s history) named Vida Milholland that held a sign saying, “Forward, out of error,
    Leave behind the night,
    Forward through the darkness,
    Forward into light!”

    If you google the quote you can see a picture.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lucy Grove-Jones Avatar

      Thanks! I will definitely google her!


  11. […] Moving forward, through the tunnel. Illustration by Lucy Grove Jones at Silence Killed the Dinosaurs. […]


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