Debating the dead: Virginia Woolf edition Virginia Woolf, famously and with great perspicacity, imagined Shakespeare's sister. Without A Room of [Her] Own in which to write, Woolf argues, she is "washing up the dishes and putting the children to bed". Woolf recognised the powerful pull of labour, income, and duty over the less practical creative... Continue Reading →
All Posts
Fantรดme โ Chapter 11, Part 1
In which the lovers admit to each other the depth of their feelings. Catch up with Fantรดme from the beginning It was the very next day that a ragamuffin child came calling for Viscomte Raoul de Chagny saying he was from the Opera. Shooed away from the front he tried the back, and was given... Continue Reading →
Queer, Sultry Summer
A review of recent Sylvia Plath events 25th June - Waterstone's Hampstead (London) Heather Clark (author of Red Comet) and Helen Bain (author of The Daffodil Days). Highlights: What is the difference between a biographer and a historical fiction writer? Helen used historical fiction to go where a biographer could not - moments we have... Continue Reading →
What’s In My Bag?
Sequel to Whatโs In My Pencil Case. THE BAG My King Jim Carchette in beige is the single item I get the most compliments on, and from an astounding array of people. I always wanted to be a briefcase person, and now I have found the perfect briefcase / handbag for me. I'm torn between... Continue Reading →
Five ways to build community as an introvert.
The club sucks but so does staying in forever. As a teenager, one of my friends threw a murder mystery party annually for her birthday. Weโd be assigned characters and all get together in costume, eat food, and play pretend. Those days were always delightful, and Iโm gratified to see that halfway across the world... Continue Reading →
Fantรดme โ Chapter 10, Part 2
In which the lovers make war.
from Nebraska
a poem in Rosalita's voice [V1] Violet glitter in the eye In the eye of the beholder A lightning bolt in the hands of the collector In indie sleaze And practiced ease Something is always pulling me closer [V2] A rosary filled with shame A valentine kept on a chain A six-string prayer, articulating love... Continue Reading →
Scotland: A Digest
Travelogues from the UK.
“You say God / give me a choice!”
Who do you pray to? According to Genesis 1:27, God made us in his image. In 1977, Genesis wrote "I was feeling part of the scenery / I walked right out of the machinery".[1] These are both powerful statements which speak to how and why we worship what we do: we find the numinous in... Continue Reading →
A List Of Places I’d Love To Live
A short post exploring the world outside my window... and by 'outside my window' I mean 'I can't see this because it's outside my field of vision, let's get a new window.' Kanazawa I fell in love with Kanazawa when I visited it in 2024. Apparently since then it has become famous as 'unspoilt Kyoto',... Continue Reading →