The days seem to get increasingly darker, with more and more atrocities being committed in ever more appalling ways. The days here are getting increasingly darker, noticeably now, as the sunsets come earlier each evening and night extinguishes the last rays of light from the sky ever-sooner.
“Hey baby, I could be your drug; I could be your new addiction…” Everybody Talks – Neon Trees If, in light of recent atrocities, you find it gauche that I’d write about something as frivolous as my ongoing (and yet somehow still brand new) battle with sugar and shape, then this place is either somewhere…
Thanks to William Strauss and Neil Howe, my birthdate lands me with the term ‘Millennial’, dripped sneeringly from the lips of those Gen X-ers (born ’61 – ’81) for whom Gen Y (’81 – ’00) holds little standing. It’s derisive and speaks to the tension between generations (now we’ve learned to classify ourselves as such, and…
Before I knew it, I was tweeting with one of the entrants of a ‘smallest penis’ pageant! It was one of those moments which could only happen on social media. Twitter, to be precise; having shared a friend’s article about his efforts to lose weight (motivated by a desire to see his penis again, rather than…
Ignorance truly is bliss. The thought came to me as I snuggled with Neff on the sofa, watching MasterChef (his choice) and pondering the manner in which educating myself had ruined my enjoyment of cookery shows. It wasn’t even that I particularly WANTED to be vegan (having had a long and delicious love-affair with cheese, and…
It’s so easy to see something insightful or inspiring, and respond “TRUTH!”, as though we’re confirming an absolute, rather than sharing an opinion steeped in a lifetime of personal circumstance, culture, and outside influence. I’m wary of those words which seem too good to be true; too glib; too ‘one-size-fits-all’.
I remember when I was very young, all the girls in my class wanted to be called Jessica. Goodness knows why, or which Jessica inspired the trend – I was never trendy, and so far outside anything resembling ‘popular’ that I’d no clue the heritage of the craze – but I allowed myself to be…
Read me… The silent plea of every writer who puts words to page, whether in ink or pixels. Read me… I wasn’t going to write, or, rather, I intended to write something else, then found myself distracted by the idea put forth that all of us here, write to be read. Yes, to an extent we…
So many of you have been joining in with the #LoveWins hashtag, which I found and loved and shook around my portion of the Blogosphere like glitter. I *adore* how it’s been adopted as a shout for love, for hope, for triumph…and I want to tell you a bit more about why I think it…
In the beginning – the VERY beginning – the Ten Things of Thankful were used as justification to continue to the next day. I was in my late teens, coming gradually out of the darkness and misery of bullying and abuse from what felt like all corners (in reality it was only home and school,…
Considerings 