A writer who never writes and aspiring author who is struggling to pull her finger out – much like all other sad, brooding individuals who hold an English literature degree.
Here you’ll find my work split into three sections. Or it will be, anyway. Currently under reconstruction, soz.
For the person who needs an escape from reality, head to my short stories and prose section. There you’ll find a few short stories (obv), independent prose and maybe some dabbling in poetry. In other words, this is where I’ll keep all my alternate worlds in which I can live vicariously through characters I once was, wish to be, absolutely never want to be acquainted with, or just felt like exploring the minds of.
If you’re feeling a little bit introspective and philosophical, which I have been for approximately 95% of my life thus far, you’ll probably like my thoughts section. I don’t claim to be an oracle, but I think more than I should and I was definitely destined to be a philosopher… only I don’t have the tools to really be that right now. I should be hanging out with Zizek, Lacan and Kant (maybe not all at the same time), eating from the trash can of ideology, complaining about the world and just wondering… why? Why is everybody? Why are we? Why? Why why? But, alas. I am simply a woman with internet access and an inquisitive mind.
Finally is the blog, which is, at the moment, the most currently up-to-date section. If you’re skiving off work, procrastinating, having a lazy evening, getting bored of furlough, or just want to read something short and sweet, you might want to check that out. Here you’ll find what I do best: ranting. I should’ve probably highlighted that I am perpetually angry at the world, so I lied when I said short and sweet. These rants can range from a short ten-minute outburst to a very long soliloquy, and my sweetness, for the well-trained eye, is tinged with bitterness. Like a nice cranberry juice. I probably get my most controversial on this tab, so proceed with caution.