You can do better than mediocrity.
“imagine having the confidence of…”
Faceless does not mean AI
The purpose of this article is only to tell you I'm not a robot, but it's maybe made me feel worse? I write this on behalf of my secretive account, to let you know I am not AI and do not use AI for so much as prompts or punch-ups for articles. If anything, my... Continue Reading →
Writing is reciprocal but this is not
I had an epiphany recently: this *gestures* is all noise. I've been confusing it for influence, ideas, and insight, but I am getting nothing from it, and neither are you.
Girl Dinner with Late Romantic
A recipe that isn't a recipe. It’s the moments we are alone that we truly decide who we are. When my husband went away this week, I found myself living just as quietly as I do when he’s here: I listened to music, I cooked my favourite lazy food, and I went to bed early.... Continue Reading →
Digital Hoarding
Why do I feel compelled to save pictures?
… I kind of really relate to Jordan Peterson, actually?
Jordan Peterson is a cautionary tale for people with Late Romantic proclivities.
Meeting My Younger Self for Coffee
I saw this in Vogue and thought I'd do it myself.
Algorithmic Complacency and Me
Technology Connections named a modern phenomenon; I too am trying to combat it.
Ending A Dormancy
Getting back online... but with caveats that keep the power in MY hands.
What would I say to Mark Gatiss if I met him in the street?
A social contract for meeting celebrities, and a review of relating to somebody's work.
Late Romantic 