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An Ethical Diet Is A Luxury

An Ethical Diet Is A Luxury

One of the most frustrating things about being chronically ill is all the little choices you don’t realise you no longer have until somebody guilt-trips you for not making them. And yes, this is (partly) about veganism. Look, I’ll put it out there before I start: I have some good friends who are vegans, and I respect their choices. Hell, I even admire them, and occasionally envy them. This is not a post saying that veganism is bad, because I…

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Eating Better Without Thinking About Food

Eating Better Without Thinking About Food

I don’t have a great relationship with food. In fact, that’s an understatement. I have a bad relationship with food and exist on the perpetual verge of a worse one. I have good reasons for this. First up there are the body image issues, which in my case have very little to do with being attractive to an arbitrary observer and a lot to do with being trans and chronically ill and thus spending my life feeling like I’m in…

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Much Adulting, Very 22, Wow

Much Adulting, Very 22, Wow

I feel like I write one of these posts every year: looking at my life and panicking that it doesn’t match up to some arbitrary standard of maturity. But ageing is weird, and birthdays are weird, and tomorrow I turn 22. 22 on the 22nd. At least it’s a pleasing number. I sort of designated yesterday my birthday, because I have so much work to do tomorrow and I couldn’t do it yesterday because my parents came to visit me,…

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YouTube Won’t Pay Me Anymore

YouTube Won’t Pay Me Anymore

As a blogger, I’m basically a bus: I’ll go weeks without posting and then I’ll post two days in a row. But I was prompted to write another post because I┬áreceived an email today from YouTube, telling me that they’re bringing in a new policy and under the terms of it, my account will no longer qualify for monetisation. Not only would I need 1,000 subscribers (I currently have 522), but I’d also need 4,000+ hours of watchtime each year,…

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A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

One of the things I’d like to do more this year is focus on what I have achieved rather than what I haven’t. That’s proving a little tricky so far — I’m behind on work, for a start, so all I can think about is how I haven’t done any of the four essays I’m supposed to be doing, rather than concentrating on the fact that I’m ahead on my dissertation, even though the latter is probably a more positive…

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What I Did In 2017

What I Did In 2017

Yesterday, I wrote … well, I guess you’d call it an emotional roundup of 2017, looking ahead to 2018. But today I wanted to look at things on a more tangible level, to try and keep track of what I actually did this year, as well as what I felt. These aren’t all what you’d call achievements (some of them are), but they’re things I did. Some are linked to old posts, in case you want to read more about…

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Dreams And Denial

Dreams And Denial

Around this time last year, I wrote a post about how my health has got in the way of having dreams and being ambitious, and how I’m more aware of my limitations than of my aspirations. My goal was to try and make 2017 a year of remembering how to dream again, how to be ambitious even when it seems unlikely. It’s hard to assess the extent to which I’ve succeeded at that goal. Right now, I am painfully aware…

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Struggling With Dissertations and Christmas

Struggling With Dissertations and Christmas

My dissertation writing retreat was both everything I hoped, and also not.  Spending five days in Cambridge on my own was what I needed: I managed to write around 9,500 words of my dissertation, which puts me over the minimum wordcount and essentially constitutes most of a first draft. I’d hoped, however, that it would be in a state where I could send it to my supervisor at the end of the week. Instead, it’s a hastily cobbled-together mess of…

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Unproductive and Unprepared

Unproductive and Unprepared

My plan for the first couple of weeks of the holiday wasn’t complicated. I’d work on my dissertation, and hopefully get a good chunk of it written. I’d go to enough dance classes to learn all my steps (well, everything except hornpipe; that would be too much to ask). I’d read for fun and catch up on a few shows I’ve been neglecting and get out my harp for the first time in far too many months. But it turns…

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This Post Is Not About NaNoWriMo

This Post Is Not About NaNoWriMo

One of the things about NaNoWriMo is that November comes around and suddenly at least half, if not more, of the blog posts in your inbox are about NaNoWriMo. People’s wordcounts. The status of their plot (or lack thereof). Their woes and excitement. I mean, maybe it’s just me because I mostly hang out with other writers, but it’s everywhere, right? And, like, I don’t object to that. I’m interested in NaNo and I like to hear how other people…

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