I am my own unreliable narrator
The evening that Facebook, Instagram and WhatsApp were down, I went for a long walk in the torrential rain. The
this life is the best we've ever had
I went to a gig this week. In the horrible new sense of the word “went”, but still.
I watched
things I am doing and things I am not doing
I am not writing a novel. I feel like the wave of “lockdown is the perfect time to realise your
very little has changed and yet so much
I keep thinking about a scene from the first series of The Handmaid’s Tale TV adaptation. It’s a
am i a writer?
What is my job? This is something I’ve been asking myself a lot recently. I have work enough to