Right. Where were we? Ah yes. March. Four months after I smashed my head on a shelf and thus began my self-imposed prison. As much as I joke about blaming Continue Reading →
On the 5th of November last year, I hit my head while feeding my very demanding cat/demon. She, of course, has offered no apology. And though I fell backwards and Continue Reading →
This blog brought to you by a weird mashup in my head of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, feminist thought, history vs present, and writing
Hi all! I have to make this quick because I’m currently recovering from a head injury, which means extremely limited screentime. I’ve been pretty quiet lately, even before the injury. Continue Reading →
Headlands was published last year – a book of people’s real life experiences of anxiety. I was one of the contributors. Now, the book is being made into a series of films – but we need your help to make it happen. Continue reading
I remember vividly the episode of The Simpsons where Homer, attempting to suppress his rage, causes golf ball-sized lumps to erupt under the surface of his skin. Like a fury-fuelled Continue Reading →
By the time I finish writing this, Part Two of Patrick Gower’s documentary On Weed will have aired. I have watched Part One, which focuses on medicinal cannabis, about five Continue Reading →
“Everything Happens So Much” was one of the best tweets to survive from the infamous horse e-books, a parody account that was always too smart to be fake. Everything does Continue Reading →
Grief can hit in all sorts of weird ways. This week, I cried convulsively when I received the news that my GP of seven years is moving on. Then I Continue Reading →
I’m not in the habit of looking at my own back. So it was a shock to get a glimpse in the bathroom mirror and see a flush of rash-like Continue Reading →