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Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

I was hoping to be able to carry on my last post’s positivity, but unfortunately it’s been a pretty crappy week and a half for me, which is why I haven’t been posting anything. Both my mental health and my physical health have taken a downturn, in different ways and for different reasons, so I’ve been struggling to get work done — or anything else, for that matter. I mean, my mental health wasn’t great before, because as I mentioned,…

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Loss, Closure, and Self-Respect

Loss, Closure, and Self-Respect

I lost a friend recently. Well, more than six months ago, but I somehow didn’t notice it at the time. It crept up on me.  I thought she was busy with college. Then she seemed to have vanished from Facebook, so maybe that was because she was focusing on other things. She wasn’t replying to my blog comments, but maybe she had a backlog to work through?  Eventually it dawned on me that she’d blocked me from everything except her…

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Understanding Teenagers

Understanding Teenagers

Recently, I was working on a writing project that needed me to sound like a fifteen-year-old girl and, despite having been one of those only a few years ago, I found it hard to be sure whether I was getting it at all right. How could I strike a balance between writing how I wanted to write, and writing how I would have sounded at that age? I’ve always had a relatively sophisticated writing style by virtue of writing so…

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Poem-mas Day 7: Kiss At The Crossing Place

Poem-mas Day 7: Kiss At The Crossing Place

Well, I didn’t think I’d be posting this early in the day, but I somehow woke up about two and a half hours before I’d planned, and have dragged myself out of bed to blog and take care of a few things before we leave for Cambridge later. You’re the ones who win in this scenario — I’m exhausted, but at least a blog post gets written! Today’s poem is a very personal one, and one that very closely links…

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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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A Sky Full Of Stars

A Sky Full Of Stars

In terms of mental health, the last few days have not been amazing. Actually, let’s back up a bit, and say the last few weeks. What I thought were a few days of fatigue and missing motivation dragged on, and all my hard-won productivity earlier this term has been negated by my complete failure to function when it comes to academics (or getting out of bed, or writing, or doing any of the things I want to do). Today I…

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Humour, Tears, and Nerdiness: 5 Recent Reads

Humour, Tears, and Nerdiness: 5 Recent Reads

It turns out this whole having a job malarkey is actually really hard work. Imagine: after six hours in the library yesterday, I came home so exhausted I couldn’t do anything except sit in a chair dozing and reading a book. All evening. I didn’t even turn my computer on. MENTAL. Today probably would’ve been the same if I hadn’t been taken ill yesterday evening (a flare-up of stuff probably related to my coeliac disease). Instead I spent most of…

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You’re Still A Writer

You’re Still A Writer

I was thinking about writing recently, as I tend to do, and realising that it tends to be thought of in a very different way to most hobbies and art forms. For writing, the goal always seems like it needs to be publication. If you’re not looking to be published, you’re not a real writer; if you don’t want it to be your job, you’re not serious about it. And I can understand that mindset, because there’s a difference between…

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Getting Over Lost Friends

Getting Over Lost Friends

I feel like I should have some kind of tag or content warning here: ahoy, personal post about Me and My Life and Things That Happened In It. But I guess that’s most of the posts on this blog, so you should be used to it by now. I’m not even sure why I’m telling you this. I think it’s because it’s something I would have found helpful to hear a few months ago, and I’m hoping that it will…

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Living The Uni Dream?

Living The Uni Dream?

Student life feels somewhat nomadic. I’ve just about settled down somewhere, and suddenly everything’s packed back into boxes and I’m in another city, trying to work out how to rearrange the furniture so that this term, I don’t have to move my harp out of the way every time I need to do … well, anything. So here I am: back in Cambridge, with the furniture now in its third arrangement since I arrived in October (only two things, the…

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