The Nelson fires are not under control, say Civil Defence, and the State of Emergency will stay in place until at least Wednesday. Here’s a list of how you can Continue Reading →
Yesterday I walked out my back door and saw the pillar of smoke billowing over my house. The wind was coming in my direction. I barely thought. I just ran.
I was never a Sex In The City gal, but even I remember the iconic episode where Charlotte gets diagnosed with vulvodynia. It’s poor representation of a misunderstood condition, but it’s Continue Reading →
It has been another horror week for news of violence against women. This morning, I learned the name of the man who committed a heinous crime. It was a name Continue Reading →
I have enough drugs in my house to kill me. Probably three or four times over. And that’s ‘normal.’ That’s just how it is.
‘Pain is a form of alertness and particularity; pain is a way in.’
Abby Norman was never going to have a ‘normal’ life, no matter how much she may have wanted one. And she really, really did.
My immediate response when I try to search the Mines of Moria of my memory is usually a 404 error, and trying to think about the whole past year crashed Continue Reading →
I write a lot to stupid things when I’ve taken zopiclone, which is a sleeping pill that makes me think I’m a creative genius when actually I’m an idiot
‘Take your pills. Don’t take your pills. Read this self-help book. Call her emotional. Put Manic Depression on a mixtape and give it to her for Christmas.’