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Becoming A Landlubber

Becoming A Landlubber

Getting involved in Pirates of Penzance was meant to be my chance to experience student life. Not just the work side of it, with lectures and essays and supervisions, but the extra-curricular things too: to get involved in amateur dramatics and operetta in a way that I won’t easily be able to do in the future. It turns out that my body is not about that life. Look, I’m aware that as a student at pretty much the best university…

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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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2014: Selfies, Dungarees, Undergrad Degrees

2014: Selfies, Dungarees, Undergrad Degrees

It seems that around this time of year, everything starts being retrospective. Things we achieved this year, failures we want to rectify next year — and I’m no exception. This is going to be less thorough than last year’s ‘Retrospect and Reminiscing’ series, which covered 2013 in serious detail, but hopefully it’ll provide enough of an overview. A lot has changed this year, and I’ve had to deal with a lot. Leaving school is a fairly major change for everybody,…

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Dance Is My Escape Route

Dance Is My Escape Route

Have you ever been in a show? Particularly a musical, given their extraordinary oddness. You spent weeks and weeks returning until the songs will never leave your head; you ladder every pair of ballet tights you own because those things are not designed for jazz leaps, especially on a splintery wooden stage; and you emerge the other side usually covered in glitter. And then you have opening night. Opening nights are kind of terrifying. There are all sorts of factors…

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All The World’s A Stage

All The World’s A Stage

Believe it or not, I didn’t always like Shakespeare. You’ll notice if you’ve read St Mallory’s Forever that Helen, who is otherwise like me in many respects, isn’t greatly enthusiastic about the works of Shakespeare. And that’s partly because at her age, I wasn’t either. I know. Me. A contributing member to the Shakespeare fandom who stalks the Hamlet tag on Tumblr. I know that statement may be shocking to you, particularly if you follow me on Twitter and have seen how…

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Alone In The House

Alone In The House

I know Thursday isn’t one of my posting days, and it’s already gone half past ten so I should probably be getting off the computer, but I had a few things that seemed important to say. First of all, right now I’m alone in the house. Well, I’ve got my brother, who’s apparently a responsible adult, but as far as parents are concerned, I’m safe. House party!!! I’m joking. I’m going to stay at home and write. Second of all,…

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