I haven’t written anything in a while purely because I haven’t had the energy to. Before the words used to spill out. My fingers frantically trying to keep up with the word vomit issuing from my head. I would write down exactly what I was thinking with little curation to the structure or line of … Continue reading this is where I am at.
a young white girl, who has seen little and knows little old, naive conflicted, swirling I feel young, because at the age of twenty-one I should surely feel young. If fate decides to deal me a bountiful hand I should expect to see many long years stretching out before me. I am still studying, learning, … Continue reading Who am I?
I can’t quite believe this is happening. My room is packed up into about a thousand bags and boxes (who knew that I had that much stuff), I’ve said goodbye to my housemates of three years and finally hoovered under my bed. It’s farewell to 136A Chapeltown Road and hello to Denmark, oh and Headingley … Continue reading So this is it!
A lot of things have happened recently. Some massive milestones, and some more mundane things which have turned out to be quite exciting. Here’s a little timeline of events: ————————————————————————– Twelve days ago, I performed Joss Arnott’s piece Catalyst for the first time. Eleven days ago, I booked my flight to Denmark ready to start … Continue reading My Second Monday as a Graduate
It’s around five on Friday. It’s tipping it down outside and I don’t have a coat or umbrella so I’m stuck in Cafe Nero with my essay until it stops. I’ve been here for about an hour and a half. One flat white and a bottle of coke later I’m 3052 words into my essay … Continue reading let me set the scene