My writing has mostly been not-blog of late, but I’m trying to get back to it; good job I am getting past self-imposed pressure to be the best at everything, now I am no-longer-eligible for 30-under-30 lists!
I consider my journey as a recovering book snob – through phases of reading exclusively and broadly, all the way to reading goodness-knows-what and loving almost all of it.
I really miss our tram system: the Manchester Metrolink took us on various exciting adventures when we first arrived, and it’s been a year since I last went on a tramventure.
I think through some reasons we love a good period drama, including the glitz, glam and romance, while also considering some more problematic elements of period dramas, and why the stories we tell matter.
In the spirit of the season, I write about why I find new year’s resolutions challenging (because I love a good sweeping goal), and how I’m working towards kinder, more malleable targets this year.
I struggled with setting some goals during the November lockdown, and consider the challenges of being an achievement-driven person who needs to acclimatise to not reaching every goal she sets.
So, my excellent sister-in-law sent me a very excellent bardcore song a while ago. What a wonderful genre of internet weirdness that you kind of have to just let wash over yourself, absorb, go ‘that was weird, let’s listen to more!’. I mean, I was a good target for this, considering I spent two yearsContinue reading “Creep: Bardcore edition”
In February this year, I found some podcasts to listen to on my way to and from work. Also earlier this year (or maybe towards the end of last year), I started watching several Youtube channels a lot more frequently. These are forms of media that pretty much everyone in my generation takes for granted,Continue reading “Podcasts: on being late to the media party”
One of the things I have learned from previous paid writing gigs is that sometimes, it is just not interesting. Sometimes, it is like pulling nails. Or, if you want a less gruesome metaphor, like trying to thread a needle with black thread in the dark. Or maybe it’s like folding the laundry, and thenContinue reading “Sometimes, writing just isn’t interesting”
At the end of 2018, I started watching Masterchef Australia. I don’t really know why it took me so long to start, but it was the re-ignition of my love for food and cooking, and since then, I’ve watched all but I think three seasons (Season 1, 3 and 4) – mostly because I couldn’tContinue reading “Mystery boxes, immunity challenges and pressure tests: oh my!”