Squad goals and Cool Girls

  If Rule 34 of the internet is “if you can imagine it, there’s porn of it”, Rule 67 must be “if you are a woman who openly admits to having mostly male friends, you will cop shit for it, with or without your knowledge”. Actually, this isn’t limited to the internet, but I’ll get… Continue reading Squad goals and Cool Girls

A matter of choice

  If you write about your life – as a blogger, columnist or memoirist – you sometimes hear the advice, “don’t write breaking news”. Don’t write about an event as it’s happening; hold off until you have even a tiny sliver of time and distance from it. Sometimes this is good advice, but personally I… Continue reading A matter of choice

Time machines

When I’m really bored and have tired of all my usual procrastinatory activities, I sometimes look at places I used to know on Google Street View. Like pressing on a bruise that’s nearly faded, or picking at the hardened skin of a mostly-healed scab, it’s not a million miles away from being an act of… Continue reading Time machines

Things that no longer work for me

  And the Lord said: if thou art a writer in 2016, thou must choose between think-pieces and listicles. Like a lot of writing, this was inspired by a horrific hangover. I’ve written before about how growing up a bit simply means figuring out what you’ve got the energy to worry about, and what you… Continue reading Things that no longer work for me

Live to work/work to live – part two

To my immense surprise, Part One of this rather rambling rant went down well, so thank you so much to everyone who liked it, commented, sent me messages and suggested further reading – I really appreciate it, and I can’t tell you how utterly lovely it is when people seem to get properly involved with… Continue reading Live to work/work to live – part two

Live to work or work to live – part one

Disclaimer: I knew this was going to be a weird one – I had a lot of thoughts, and when I got to 1300 words and realised I had at least a third of those thoughts still to hash out, I did the unthinkable and sent DB a draft. He suggested breaking it up, so… Continue reading Live to work or work to live – part one