Recently I had this radical writerly realisation: I have nothing to say. Since discovering that my life is infinitely more peaceful when I don’t write about my feelings and experiences…
Redefining Attention as a Writer
Ode To Closed Chapters
It’s been 37 days since I came to Tallinn, 35 since I came to the hostel. Today the weather is trying its best to convince me I’m still in Glasgow.…
What Turning 21 Taught Me
Yesterday was my 21st birthday, and I find myself asking: as I grow older, who do I want to be? I’ve been having an identity crisis lately. I forgot who…
Epi(blog)ue: When Does The Writer Stop Writing?
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…
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: 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…