Hey. So. I’m starting this entry with no blueprint – no original idea or positive spin in mind. Who am I to say anything at all during this pandemic? I know that the most important thing I can do is listen to others who are more likely to be affected and physically distance myself. But this is not a widely-read blog and maybe doing the … Continue reading Through Shadows Falling
Good question. ‘Tis the season of paradoxes. It seems an age since I returned to London for graduate school, but it also seems like no time at all has passed. It seems that I’ve accomplished nothing, but that the world has inexorably and incalculably changed. My time in London this time around has been nothing at all like the first. My focus has been dragged … Continue reading Where’ve you gone?
Yeah, weird title. If my mom still reads these (the concept is for her) then she especially wouldn’t have liked the word I really want to use, which is also very British and describes genitals. So I took a line from Easy A instead. Good film, no? Anyway. I feel like an abominable twat today. I guess I often feel like one, but after three days essentially … Continue reading “You Abominable Twat.”
Ardent fans of my blogs (…cricket sounds…) may remember when I visited Oxford for the first time, and swore to myself that I’d come back to the United Kingdom for graduate school, and well…here I am, a candidate for a Masters in English Literature with a focus on Contemporary Writing at Queen Mary University of London. I’ve found writing this obligatory “I’m back” post very … Continue reading Bet You Thought You’d Seen The Last of Me
Miss my writing? Probably not. But if you do, I tell you where you can find me here! Continue reading Anxious Adventures with Abs
“The English language is like London: proudly barbaric yet deeply civilized, too, common yet royal, vulgar yet processional, sacred yet profane. Each sentence we produce, whether we know it or not, is a mongrel mouthful of Chaucerian, Shakespearean, Miltonic, Johnsonian, Dickensian and American. Military, naval, legal, corporate, criminal, jazz, rap and ghetto discourses are mingled at every turn.” ~ Stephen Fry, The Ode Less Travelled: Unlocking the … Continue reading Goodbye, London!
“My Dad says that being a Londoner has nothing to do with where you’re born. He says that there are people who get off a jumbo jet at Heathrow, go through immigration waving any kind of passport, hop on the tube and by the time the train’s pulled into Piccadilly Circus they’ve become a Londoner.” ~ Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho. As I come to … Continue reading My Penultimate Prose
“Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.” ~ William Shakespeare, Macbeth. Well now, where have I left off? I’m afraid I have to skip the boring week after spring break – during which I got caught up on school work and then fell woefully behind again – to move the narrative along. Unless you want to want to hear about that kind of stuff…? I’ll decide for … Continue reading Faraway Family and Fun
“L’acqua ch’io prendo già mai non si corse.” ~ Dante Alighieri. What do you mean it’s been two weeks since I last wrote a blog? It feels like it was only a few days ago that I was in Madrid, let alone writing about it. Time is moving really quickly for me right now. I’m starting to receive the prompts for my final assignments and … Continue reading “L’acqua ch’io prendo già mai non si corse.”
“Todo lo que puedas imaginar es real.” ~ Pablo Picasso. So I just have to apologise right off the bat; my camera died when I was in Paris and I was so determined to pack light that I didn’t bring my camera charger with me. So unfortunately you’ll have to deal with this derpy picture of me with my Spanish hot chocolate instead of a … Continue reading “Todo lo que puedas imaginar es real.”
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