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Bright Spots Amidst The Anxious Darkness

Bright Spots Amidst The Anxious Darkness

I thought, since my last post was a bit of a downer, I’d write one concentrating on some of the bright points of this week. Because there were bright points! To be honest, I felt awful on Wednesday, but it’s been a slow and steady improvement since then. I’m still stressed and anxious and overworked, but I haven’t had any more panic attacks. So, here are some pieces of good news. 1. My friend Cait’s book is coming out in…

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Sick & Anxious (An Autobiography)

Sick & Anxious (An Autobiography)

I started writing another post in my ‘going to university’ series on Monday, this time about what to wear to lectures and so on, because that was something I worried a lot about just before I started. I wrote most of the post on my phone, so I had to leave it unfinished because I wanted to embed some tweets and have yet to figure out how to do that via the app, and figured I’d post it promptly. And…

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A Host Of Updates (and cat pictures)

A Host Of Updates (and cat pictures)

While I have the energy to be upright and write this post (which I’ve saved up by spending all day in bed, not intentionally), I figured I’d give you a few important updates. First, I shifted my blog to its new host at the weekend, which means it might break. Both my hosts (old and new) seem convinced they’re hosting the site, and I guess we won’t know for sure which one’s supporting it until the old hosting runs out,…

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Describing Pain

Describing Pain

Pain is really difficult to describe. When you go to hospital — because of an acute problem or for an outpatient appointment of some kind or whatever — they often ask you to rate it on a scale of 1-10, with 1 being negligible and 10 being the worst pain you can imagine. There are a few problems with that, because pain’s super subjective: there’s an XKCD comic that summarises one problem rather well. And when you suffer from chronic…

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A Democratic Approach To Name-Changing

A Democratic Approach To Name-Changing

So, following my blog post from the other day about why I’m unhappy with the name Miriam Joy as my professional name, I decided to do some work towards changing it. However, I’m a very indecisive person, so I decided to enlist some help: Twitter polls. I chose Twitter polls for the very simple reason that I don’t know of any other website that I currently use which would allow me to ask a multiple choice question in that way….

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An Ill Start To Listening

An Ill Start To Listening

I hope 2017 isn’t starting as it means to go on, because I’ve spent the past four days ill to the point of being stuck in bed, unable to read or watch TV or do, well, anything. My latest novel has been as neglected as my French coursework (for which the deadline is rapidly approaching), and I’ve had to resort to listening to audiobooks to avoid dying of boredom. Me and audiobooks, we’re not the best of friends. I mean,…

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Disconnected Updates

Disconnected Updates

There’s a reason I don’t stick to a schedule on this blog. It’s not necessarily a lack of discipline — I do my best to stick to a Mon-Weds-Fri review schedule on my book blog and it’s reading the books in time that’s the hard part, not remembering to post, because I can always schedule things in advance. It’s just that sometimes there’s nothing to say. Enter me, this morning: Me, this morning: I should probably blog. It’s been a…

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Poem-mas Day 5: My Lady Reaper

Poem-mas Day 5: My Lady Reaper

Today’s poem is a little bit of an odd one. I think it might be on the Sample Poems page that is lurking on this blog somewhere, but no matter, I may as well post it here as well. It’s from Crossroads Poetry, and it’s called ‘My Lady Reaper’. I first wrote this poem in about 2012, or rather, a poem that had a few things in common with this one. A handful of the lines were the same, but…

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Poem-mas Day 4: Self Portrait

Poem-mas Day 4: Self Portrait

Okay. I think I can say with reasonable confidence that this poem isn’t depressing. It’s a matter of opinion as ever, but I think there’s very little in this one that could be construed as miserable in the way the others were. So I count that as a victory. (Confused about what Poem-mas is? Read this post.) That said, my choice of poem today comes with its own problems, namely that there isn’t a lot to explain about it. There’s…

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A Summer Of Stories

A Summer Of Stories

It’s official: I survived my first year at the University of Cambridge. I’m now back at home with my books and my parents, trying to ignore the mound of stuff on the floor behind me that still needs to be unpacked, and feeling guilty about my complete lack of blogging recently. And there’s good news, too. Not only did I survive, but I passed, and with plenty of marks to spare. I found out yesterday that I got a 2:1…

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