I haven’t seen you in ages! Let’s go get milkshakes and catch up.
Wow. I have actually done this Blogtober thing. I have posted every day for a month. Not including this lil’ puppy you’re reading right now, I’ve written and published over 30k words, thirty THOUSAND, while also working and seeing friends and going on dates and reading books. Like I talked about in the Big Magic… Continue reading Blogtober Over
Oh dear lord, a blog?! I’ve had three hours sleep after having the cutest first date. It included all my favourite things: Carbohydrates Pashes Feminism Chat (I waited fourteen minutes before bringing it up – yes, I checked my watch) In addition, TWO new venues to add to my New Places in 2018 List, ONE… Continue reading A Spooky Post
In the first few weeks after a breakup, you’re just made entirely of nerve endings. Everything hurts and makes you sad and mad and elated all at once. My breakup this year coincided with the start of a new job, which was the absolute worst timing, and I do not recommend it. During a breakup… Continue reading Winning the Breakup
I think I have an undiscovered talent as a romance novelist, a coiled spring of potential just waiting to be activated. The reason I think this is because anytime I have a vague whiff of connection with someone I write our entire future together in my head. The entire thing, not just like, what could… Continue reading Swooning over Strangers
As we near the end of Blogtober, I won't lie, there's a certain amount of panic. I'm writing this at 11pm, which is very late to sneak one in under the wire to meet my "post every single day" goal. To be honest I'm kind of baffled I've made it this far. A few days… Continue reading Keeping My Hose to the Grindstone
What a day, what a freaking day. The culmination of a month of work preparing for this big fuck-off campaign and because it was so busy at work in the last few days I just leaned heavily into my instincts (to eat things with a lot of butter) (to listen to the Mamma Mia soundtrack)… Continue reading Live Blogging my Friday Night
I'm an oversharer. I mean, duh. During Blogtober I've been like, blah blah blah my feelings my literal mental health hey guys guess what dumb thought I had yesterday. In saying that, I guess I have limits. I have an idea for a blog about my RELATIONSHIP with my BODY which I can't yet touch… Continue reading Disclosure
I have recently deleted the Plant Nanny app after I couldn't deal with the public humiliation anymore. The basic idea behind the app is that you tell it your height, weight, gender, age and activity level; and they use that data to tell you how much water you should drink in a day. (And I… Continue reading Staying Hydrated
Earlier this year I went to a writing class. Not a real one, one of those “pay $15 to sit in a bar and have someone who has no qualifications make up some ideas as they go, and everyone around the room is awkward and it mostly feels like their main goal is to just… Continue reading The Big Magic Writing Club
About two weeks into being on the apps I developed something that I call "The Dress Theory of Dating". Maybe we can even call it "The Great Grand Dress Theory of Dating", or something. "The Eleganza Extravaganza Dress Theory of Dating". Lovely. Intriguing, right? Wondering what it's all about? Wondering if it's the idea that… Continue reading The Dress Theory of Dating
