There are a couple of things I want to talk about. I mean, I don't really want to talk about it but whatever. I hate it already. Alright, let's get into it. I have never had a particularly good relationship with faith or belief. It's a nice idea, sure, but I'm more of a “seek … Continue reading An Anatomy of an Overdue Goodbye (Or, I Really Fucking Hate This).
My dissertation was a lot of things: long, dramatic, full of notions of first person vs third person narration, traumatic in all it's weird and murky glory, an excuse to obsess over my favourite books because it counted as studying, and a whole lot more. I can dress it up, make it sound smart, make … Continue reading Dissertation: An Afterword.
Hey reader, I've missed you. Okay that's kind of a lie – but I say that with love. There are Reasons and also Things behind my hiatus, none of which I want to talk about. When you're anxious all the time, once you find some level of mellow it's a sin to harsh it. It's … Continue reading Bit of a Year.
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This one's a bit of a Russian Doll, reader. The line between writing and me is a wavy one, blurry and bubbly with all sorts of squiggly diversions. The term 'writer' is so absolutely synonymous with Elsie, it takes a lot of little subsections to build up to it's full potential – in the same … Continue reading Making Elsie: The Writer
I firmly believe that people don't talk about suicide, or know what to say to somebody who wants to kill themselves, or know what to do when they themselves want to kill themselves, because it's still a dirty little secret. But Elsie, I hear you whine, Everyone and their mother is talking about mental health … Continue reading A Few Thoughts on Suicide
Welcome, reader, to the seventh circle of my nostalgia. You may remember that I was a theatre kid, once upon a time. Last time, I told you about the big stuff. The things you'd see from a mile away. Today, I'll tell you about the little things. The thing about the little things, reader, is … Continue reading Former Theatre Kid: Part 2
We're keeping it small scale today, reader. My apologies, I have not slept in 24 hours and have barely eaten in three days. I'm feeling a bit too empty to talk about faraway lands and things that made me like this. I'm not much of a this today. In a few hours, I will receive … Continue reading On and Off and On and Off and On and Off and On and On and On.
Remember when I said that travelling turns you into a character, because no matter what you're running? It doesn't matter if you're running away, or running to – you're still running. This time, the reason I am running has changed. It may very well change back before the next instalment, but right now? I'm playing … Continue reading The Other Side: Europe Part 2
You knew this was coming, reader. You know me well enough by now. The thing about well enough is that it's a mediocre way to know somebody. Let's go spelunking, down deep inside my personality. Hold your breath, darling reader, it's a long way down. The Princess Bride is the best film ever put to … Continue reading Making Elsie: The Princess Bride