As the hills of Cumbria and Lancashire disappear behind me through the train window, Lana Del Rey’s Bluebird urges me to “find a way to fly” through my headphones. I …
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It’s a Monday in late March and I’m spinning around in my chair in the PhD study room, lip-synching to Susannah Joffe’s “Shit Out of Luck” as my flowing white …
Read MoreThere’s a trend going around on social media where people imagine they’re meeting their younger self for coffee. When I picture sitting down and having a chat with a past …
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Ahead of turning 27 tomorrow, I decided to give in to my whimsical side and bake a purple cake. For those unfamiliar with Eliza lore, there were a solid three …
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I don’t know when the seasons changed. August turned to September and half the leaves are red, and I’m leaving Glasgow tomorrow. Today it’s eight years since I moved here, …
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My favourite urban legend is the story of the one time I successfully got over something and moved on with my life. It was December 2020, and after a truly …
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My scalding hot take about The Tortured Poets Department is that Taylor Swift’s discography is infinitely more interesting if you zoom out and consider the possibility that she might be …
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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the archetype of the “tortured artist” and the intensity that is so often associated with creative people. I am intense – I have …
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I have been incredibly private about my writing in recent years. I tried various avenues of putting my creative work into the world, each one backfired, and I retreated into …
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Every few months I read through my old diaries, sitting on the floor surrounded by stacks of mismatched notebooks. My past self was a faithful keeper of her archive. I …
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