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I am, indeed, a feminist. But...

First things first, I just want to clarify that I am indeed, a feminist. I am a staunch advocate of women’s’ rights, and I believe in...

26 years old and normal.

At twenty six, it’s now officially unlikely I will ever make it as a stripper. Quite a depressing thought, really. Am I that banal? When...

My rude awakening.

I thought for a while in my mid-twenties that I wanted to be normal. This was surprising, not least to myself, because I had spent the...

Not my king.

Dear The Guardian, The BBC has been criticised for serving “a shrinking minority of people” in their coverage of the upcoming Coronation....

A Bitter Pill to Swallow.

Something I've been trying recently is to get a letter published in The Guardian online. I haven't been very successful so far. But as...

Pull the other one.

We have a happy knack for always finding someone to point to as richer than ourselves. I don’t know what spurs us on to do it....

What they keep on their nightstand.

You can tell a lot about somebody by what they keep on their nightstand. I would advise anybody who hasn’t tried it to pay more attention...

Screaming into the void.

I wouldn’t say that my life has been full of “not-quites”. My life has - and I must say that at the grand old age of twenty-five my life...

birth of the 'cool'.

I have been many things in my life, and have had numerous insecurities and hang-ups, enough to fill a particularly lengthy pamphlet in...

The soft furnishings of myself.

I do think about life and death and purpose and art and suffering and god, but when I think about it, my mind retreats into the minutiae...

Murmurations.

I learnt a new word today. Well, discovered. ‘Learnt’ makes me sound like a 4-year-old. Murmuration. Without knowing what it means, you...

A rule of thumb.

As a rule of thumb, I tend to stay away from creative men. Painters, musicians, directors, writers; even those guys in shopping centres...

You're better for your failures.

You’re better for your failures. As a writer, I cling on to that. I lie in bed night after night, those words ringing in my ears. You’re...

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