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Let’s get selfish
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about the link between dating and my level of anxiety. There seems to be a very strong correlation between my decision to meet, or try to meet, someone with the goal of being in a romantic relationship with them and my level of self loathing. I spend a lot…
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I am That Woman
I am That Woman. I’m at a market with my sister I pick up a necklace With Frida Kahlo’s face on it. I put it back on the display wrong My sister turns to me, smiling, and asks: “What are you doing?” “Destroying the joint,” I reply, “I’ve been warned about women like you,” She…
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Homecoming Blues
Is there such a thing as post-travel blues? Because I’m pretty sure I have them. I’ve been back for exactly a week now and I still feel pretty lost and untethered. My trip was, at least in part, a celebration of the end of my second degree; a first step towards a new phase in…
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Goodbye to the Fringe
It’s my last day at the fringe*, I’m leaving early tomorrow and I feel a lot of things. I admit a fair whack of what I feel is tired, I didn’t get home till nearly 4am last night after the Crap Music Rave Party, but there are other feelings too. I think if Tomas Ford…
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Self-indulgent café poem
I thought it would be best to give this post a title which describes the content. But first, a little bit of a run down of my Edinburgh Fringe Festival experience now that I’m more than half way through. I have written down the name of every show I’ve seen so far along with how…
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Edinburgh Fringe Brain Puddle
I’ve spent today so far hanging out at my accommodation because yesterday I slipped on the cobbled streets of Edinburgh and hurt my right foot. This is my fourth day at the Fringe. I’m pretty devastated. Since arriving I’ve seen so many amazing things. I’ve been filling my brain with all sorts of art and…
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Oh look, Amsterdam!
Hullo dear readers! I have now been in Amsterdam for about 10 days staying with some of my beautiful friends who moved here about two years ago. So far I have touristed thoroughly, in addition to eating all the things, sitting with some neighbours and pretending I understood what they were saying (and mostly getting…
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Shouting into the void
On Wednesday night, for the first time, I realised that I’m not shouting into a void. I’ve been doing this blog since November 2011. That’s almost four years now, and while I’ve been a bit sporadic at times, I feel like I’ve kept the flow of material coming that whole time. I’m obsessed with watching…
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Poetry Group V2.0
Recently I started attending a new poetry writers’ workshop type thing…



