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March 20, 2023

All the Ghosts of Glasgow

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I didn’t relate to Meredith Grey until the 400th episode of Grey’s Anatomy. The season 18 finale ends with Dr Bailey handing Meredith the keys to the Chief of Surgery’s…

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January 27, 2023

Living For The Hope Of It All

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

Aging gracefully isn’t a luxury afforded to the young. It’s reserved for the moment you finally stop dyeing your grey hairs, when you switch from shopping in New Look to…

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October 8, 2022

Who I Write For Now

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After many months, I finally convinced my sister to watch Fleabag. Naturally, this meant I had to rewatch it, to keep up with her commentary. As I watched the final…

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August 10, 2022

When Is It Time To Stop Mourning Your Pre-Pandemic Life?

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

How do you know when it’s time to stop mourning your pre-pandemic life? If you’ve unearthed the answer to this conundrum, by all means let me know. I have yet…

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June 19, 2022

What Film Studies Taught Me About Feminism

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

I am always the first person to joke that I have not used my Film & TV Studies degree at all since graduating. I ran into the arms of East…

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July 19, 2021

Love Story

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

My life is a Reductress headline: Theatre Kid Now Data Entry Grownup. I have come of age, I have lived out the intoxicating, dramatic years of my life, and now…

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May 1, 2021

Farewell to Chaos

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

Like all bad things in life, it started with a tiktok. Two, in fact, because one was not enough to capture the extent of my ineptitude as a writer. I…

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March 1, 2021

The Language of Loneliness

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized

I never realised the word ‘tired’ is in the past tense, until I started learning Russian. There’s a Russian saying Я устала как собака (YA ustala kak sabaka). In English,…

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October 11, 2020

Love in the Time of Corona

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized Tag AmWriting, blog, blogger, blogging, Coronavirus, Covid-19, Love, romance, writing community

When it comes to love, 2020 has really been the year to put the “hopeless” into “hopeless romantic”. The conditions needed for new love to form have all but been…

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September 25, 2020

A Postgraduate In Pandemic Land

By Eliza S Robinson in Uncategorized Tag postgraduate, postgraduate student, student, University, University of Glasgow, writer

I spent my final year of university watching the clock. There was never enough time. I rushed from classes to theatre rehearsals to work, stayed in the library until 2am…

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Eliza S Robinson

Eliza S Robinson is a writer based in Glasgow, Scotland.

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It's been 9.5 years since I began writing The Purest Form of Chaos, and this book has faded in and out of existence in various forms. This was one of the last scenes I added to the book, only two years old where other parts have lived for almost a decade. Late as it was to arrive in the story, this short exchange between Phoenix and Persephone is one of my favourites. This one's for the hypocrites, the failures, the people with good intentions who never seem to get it right. The biggest change in Persephone's character since the earlier drafts was that I allowed her to fail, to be anything other than a perfect heroine. Persephone is a failure and Phoenix is a hypocrite, and if that doesn't capture what it's like to be in your early 20s (albeit in a fun futuristic setting) I don't know what does. Rainy Saturdays call for bookshop cafes, and coffee with the novel I can never quite let go of. I don't know when I stopped missing travel, stopped aching for it the way I did when all this began. It's been two years since I was in Tallinn, wandering through the streets where my novel is set, eating oatmeal cookies and looking down from the viewing platforms out towards the Baltic Sea. Travel used to be the focal point of my life, the way I would come back to myself. My yearly trips to Estonia were pilgrimages, they were how I honoured my inner writer, my inner artist. They were my path to freedom, and those journeys were something I could always create for myself. The thought that keeps coming to me today is: I spend too much time consuming, when I want to be creating. Black Moon Lilith is a dark point in the orbit of the moon, neither planet nor asteroid, simply a mathematical calculation. In astrology it represents the shadow feminine and the dark side of female power; warped and chaotic. Sometimes freedom comes from chaos, and empowerment from destruction. The greatest lesson you can learn as a young woman and a writer is to hold your own stories close. There is freedom in fiction, a radical rejection of the lie we have been sold that our creative value comes from baring our most vulnerable wounds to the world in order to be taken seriously.
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