Better Late Than Never? My Opinion on Netflix.

Now that I have it, I'd be insulted if a hypothetical date asked me over for the much hyped 'Netflix and chill.' It was inevitable that Netflix would disappoint me. For years it has been the buzzword on everyone's lips, the internet is replete with memes following particular shows and I had noticed too that … Continue reading Better Late Than Never? My Opinion on Netflix.

The Poem I Think I’m Afraid To Understand.

Read it and see what you make of it first I guess. I won’t say anything about it until you’ve at least had a look for yourself.   * Crossroads In The Past That night the wind stirred in the forsythia bushes, but it was a wrong one, blowing in the wrong direction. “That’s silly. … Continue reading The Poem I Think I’m Afraid To Understand.

This Year I Am Capitulating To Valentine’s Day.

Perhaps unsurprisingly I have been anti-Valentine's Day for years. I can't, in all honesty, remember the last time I celebrated it. But this year I'd like to embrace the capitalist-driven falsehoods behind what it otherwise a random February 14th and Thursday.  Take my money, Paris! Give me gifts, partner! Do, suggest The Love Playlist, Spotify! I'm … Continue reading This Year I Am Capitulating To Valentine’s Day.

Is My Blog Anti-Feminist?

Is it? I've been wondering about this for a while: actually from the first moments of its conception I have been thinking about whether or not there is something to be said about my blog being anti-feminist. Feminism and I don't go a long way back. I am aware of it of course and because … Continue reading Is My Blog Anti-Feminist?

Bloggers Block. Like Writer’s Block But Less Marketable.

I can't say I have ever turned to a book or site for writer's block but I know they exist. I imagine the former exist in their droves and have countless visits and impressive daily statistics. As for books I am also certain that on many a shelf there are copies of someone's advice on … Continue reading Bloggers Block. Like Writer’s Block But Less Marketable.

Nail Biting and Me: A History.

If asked to pinpoint the moment I started biting my nails, I would be unable to. I could tell you the dates of each time I have made a serious commitment to stopping; I could tell you promises (many of them financial) that were made to me if I could see through my resolution to … Continue reading Nail Biting and Me: A History.

Five Questions I’d Like To Be Asked.

A curious mixture of current events and memories  have blended together to create this post. Being in Ireland for a couple of weeks, a memory involving my boyfriend's first visit here to meet my family and the conversations they engaged in and the fact that Facebook turned fifteen sometime over the last few days, have … Continue reading Five Questions I’d Like To Be Asked.