To London Town, five years in

After three years of drafting, destroying what I’ve written and despairing, writing it again and repeating the process, I’ve cleaned up the first draft of my novel. It sat in a drawer for a while, waiting till I mull over the edits, growing as I jumped into NaNoWriMo last year to have better control over…

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Rejecting the perfection: Exercising past the eating disorder

I was a good student, but also an insanely clumsy one with odd mannerisms, and my school coach was my dad’s best childhood friend. They played football together back in the day, which my father reminisced with pride because they set up a local club together, and he wasn’t a soft and sweet type either….

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Lady Bird and a letter to my 19-year-old-self

I’ve been a massive fan of Greta Gerwig for a while now. The indie darling has never failed to melt my heart, whether with writing or acting; from Greenberg, Frances Ha through Mistress America, 20th Century Women and Maggie’s Plan, her natural aura and intelligence has always added a certain je ne sais quoi to almost everything she picked up. I’ve just liked…

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