It’s New Year’s Eve, and I am celebrating in style, by chilling alone in my flat, listening to music, and writing this blog. Ordinarily I would write some long, rambling…
Epi(blog)ue: When Does The Writer Stop Writing?
Eliza’s Escapades: 25th-29th December 2018
25th December 2018 -- I dreamt I was dancing with a friend. I woke up happy and at peace. I lay in bed for a couple of hours, because I…
Eliza’s Escapades: 22nd-24th December 2018
22nd December 2018 -- I felt sad to leave Riga behind, but I was glad to leave my hostel. The more distance I put between myself and those creepy men,…
Eliza’s Escapades: 19th-21st December 2018
19th December 2018 -- Travelling has convinced me that showers and coffee are the solution to all my problems. I feel better about Latvia today. I sit in Caffeine with…
Eliza’s Escapades: 16th-18th December 2018
16th December 2018 -- The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, but this journey begins with a train from Glasgow to Edinburgh. This is where we…
You Are What You Watch: Guilty Pleasures, Problematic Faves, and the Shows that Save the Day
In the weeks since the university semester ended, I spent a great deal of time binge-watching all six seasons of “2 Broke Girls”. During the first episode, I didn’t think…
Conspiracies of Creativity
I am good at getting what I want. To be more specific, I am good at getting what’s good for me. I used to mistake this for me being terrible…
I’m Not The Hero In This Story
I was always a bookworm; I grew up reading novels in lieu of living a life. For as long as I can remember, I lived vicariously through the experiences of…
Becoming the Butterfly
The end of my second year of university crept up on me so softly, I almost missed it. I was aware of the passing of time, of the ending of…
Back to Square One: Rewriting My Novel, Six Years On
Six years ago today, I started writing a novel. I was fourteen years old, and it was the third novel I went on to complete -- the first that wasn’t…