Always Make Room For The Flowers
This picture was shot by a sweet young photographer at an Open Mic event in 2012 when she spotted the flowers I was carrying.
This picture was shot by a sweet young photographer at an Open Mic event in 2012 when she spotted the flowers I was carrying.
Last week, I drew a line and said, “I’m done. No more. Goodbye.” I have lived through the dreadfulness of limbo, the sheer callousness of men who will not spend a minute reflecting on their feelings. And you know what? It is just not that important any more. 2017 wrecked…
Yes, that’s what I said. Yes, all men. Yes, as an entire gender.
I have been a fan of the romcom since it became possible for me to choose what to watch. Now, I find myself wincing during rewatches.
This December I passed a milestone in my life and quit alcohol altogether. I am part of a culture that has mixed messages about alcohol & gender.
I met someone. And in the space of a week, went through relief, connection, amusement, amazement, entertainment, surprise, confusion, irritation and goodbye.
The month of love is almost at end and I’ve managed to not even look at this blog. That characterises how I’ve been. I have been very busy doing things I’m generally known for (writing, performing, organising, scheduling, worrying) and spending nothing at all on things that I am. I never…
Glee actor Mark Salling was found dead a few hours earlier. There have been a slew of ‘He deserved it’ messages online.
Another man joins the ranks of predators and this time it’s a brown, woke man called Aziz Ansari.
A viral tweet made me think about how ‘accidental anal’ is rape. And it brought the manosphere out in force.