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Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Love Trumps Hate: A Spoonie’s First Protest

Me in my last post: “I’m deliberately not talking about politics.” Me now: talks about politics Sorry, guys. I’ve never been to a protest before. I’ve wanted to, but life has always got in the way: first I was too young for my parents to feel able to let me go, and then I developed chronic pain and fatigue and haven’t felt able to because of that. Not to mention the anxiety — since the nearest protests to me are…

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Reacting While Numb

Reacting While Numb

I have not really known how to react to this week — a blog post featuring pictures of Nellie, because they make things better. It got off to a poor start with a lack of sleep and an overload of work, wasn’t improved by a flu jab that made me feel pretty unwell, got worse with the election of Donald Trump, and hit rock bottom when I learned that somebody I know online committed suicide on Tuesday night. We weren’t…

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Aftermath

Aftermath

So. It happened. Somehow — despite all our optimistic hopes, despite the polls — Donald Trump was elected the president of the USA. Like most of the world, I’m still reeling; I think it’s going to take a while for the truth to sink in. I didn’t mean to stay up all night and watch the results. I knew it would be stressful, and I have morning lectures on Wednesdays, so despite staying up a little later than planned I…

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Current Events And The Small Picture

Current Events And The Small Picture

When I mentioned to my parents that I hadn’t written a blog post in two weeks, they asked me if it was because I had nothing to say. The fact is, I have plenty to say. I just don’t have the words to say it, or the will to sit at a computer until I can form them into sentences and know that what I’m writing is actually what I mean. One of the problems with blogging, I’ve found in…

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Reflections On Referenda

Reflections On Referenda

I’m faced, in the near future, with a couple of referendums (referenda? referendummies? referendoesthisreallyhelp?) in which I’m expected to vote one way or the other: in, or out. One’s the much publicised and globally observed ‘Brexit’ vote about staying in the European Union. The other is the vote on whether Cambridge University should disaffiliate from the National Union of Students, a vote that’s happened at a bunch of other universities across the country in recent weeks. I’m fairly sure of…

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Let’s Bring Down The Government

Let’s Bring Down The Government

I feel very strongly about education. Of course I do. I come from an extremely privileged background when it comes to academics. My grandfather was a professor, my grandmother a teacher; both of my parents have degrees; my dad has a PhD and my mum’s working on an MA; and my mum works in a school. Well, two schools, actually. But whatever. I wasn’t one of those kids who always loved school. I spent my fair share of time complaining…

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In A Blue World

In A Blue World

I interrupted my normal schedule of long rambly blog posts about stories to express my feelings about the UK General Election 2015. I apologise to my international followers, who probably don’t care at all. Well. What a world to wake up to: a country that ignored the suffering of the marginalised over the last five years of Tory leadership, and somehow managed to vote for them again. A country that would give tax breaks to the rich while cutting benefits…

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No Justice, No Peace

No Justice, No Peace

In the summer of this year I was working on a novel about assassins and found myself unable to continue with it, putting it aside because the situation in Ferguson hit a little too close to home, and I couldn’t justify working on that book at that time. I went back to it. I finished the first draft. My NaNo project this year is rewriting it to make it better, but once again, I am faced with a decision about…

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Our Reality Is Dystopia

Our Reality Is Dystopia

I’m taking a break from working on my current novel. Only a short break. Maybe a few days. But the fact was, I just couldn’t bring myself to write it, and I knew that if I pushed through I’d stop liking my characters and I’d stop liking myself. I’m writing a semi-dystopian novel set in a city that’s effectively run by two guilds of assassins. The closest thing to justice is murder. Protesting about it can get you killed. There’s…

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Independence Knight

Independence Knight

That title is possibly the worst pun on this blog. I kind of feel the need to apologise. As some of you may be aware from following me on Twitter where I’ve been hanging out an excessive amount recently or from other sources e.g. secret spy cameras embedded in the speakers next to my laptop, I’m working on a first draft of the second book in what I call “assassin!trilogy“. Having finished book one on Wednesday with a wordcount of…

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