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Formation, Beyonce, and Some Lit-Crit-Lite ;)

Consider this context for next Friday’s post

In Which Words Occur

Lo and behold, I’ve been eating ‘clean’ for two days, and even though Tuesday I still felt exhausted, I was no longer epically groggy, and actually managed to write about 1200 words before bed. So yeah. Looks like I can either cheat on food (or even not just cheat, but push the boundaries a bit), or I can have words :\

On the one hand, it kind of sucks that writing is the first thing to go. On the other, it’s SUPER nice to actually KNOW what’s going wrong with my body after all these years, a...

In Which Life Becomes Words Vs. Food

Saw the dietician last week, which was a positive experience all round. She reaffirmed that I knew what I was doing with this elimination diet, and encouragement me to keep pushing the boundaries to discover the thresholds of my tolerances so that I could eat as wide a variety of food as possible. Which is great, and last week I dutifully set about including a small dose of amines daily, to see what would happen.

Only then on Sunday we had a kid’s birthday party to attend, and I forgot to pac...

MadeItMonday: Star Wars Cake Design

Welcome to #MadeItMonday, where I post something I’ve made in the previous week, and where you can join in and post something you made too! The rules are easy: post a pic somewhere of something you’ve made in the last week (ish; let’s say in the last month as the hard-and-fast) and tag it. Sit back and enjoy scrolling through all the beautiful things we’ve collectively created, and celebrate the fact that humans can be awesome!

Cuz He’s Black

Another poem this week, probably the last one for a while. The title pretty much sums it up, but when I first heard this several years ago it really stuck with me, and then there was a conversation in our car (not involving me) that kind of collided with it, and I wrote a poem in response – which, I guess I’m going to post below?

Happy on-coming weekend. Hold your loved ones close; reach out to a stranger and show them you care

A Conversation

The set:
A moving vehicle
ten over eighty
on a s...

Shall We Have A Teaser? Why Yes, I Think We Shall B-)

This is what I’m working on. Enjoy

Mercury sat in the front row of the Great Hall in Kaditeos’s premier Evil Overlording Academy, pointedly not sweating. This was mostly because she made it a point never to sweat, sweat being an indication that she was working hard, and hard work being antithetical to her way of life.

However, if she had been sweating right now, it would not have been due to overexertion. Instead, it would have been caused by an even more unfamiliar concept in Mercury’s emot...

In Which I Am A Terrible Person, OR Why The Right Book Makes a Difference

(Also: Why I Decided To Publish My Own Books.)

This was supposed to be a lot more coherent that I suspect it’s going to be, because I have a throat cold* and this is the busy point in my two-week timetable and my sanity has pretty much fled, but anyway. I’m doing this blogging thing, yes I am, see me do it.

* Not sinus stuffy, just coughing and hacking and GUNK, ew, glerk.

Confession: I am a terrible person.

I mean, I’m not *actually*, not for the reason I’m talking about today, but it sounds...

MadeItMonday: CAKE THE THIRD

Welcome to #MadeItMonday, where I post something I’ve made in the previous week, and where you can join in and post something you made too! The rules are easy: post a pic somewhere of something you’ve made in the last week (ish; let’s say in the last month as the hard-and-fast) and tag it. Sit back and enjoy scrolling through all the beautiful things we’ve collectively created, and celebrate the fact that humans can be awesome!

Love Poetry With Teeth

Can’t have slam poetry month without some Omar Musa :3 This one’s from his latest book of poetry, Millefiori, which is as glorious as his first two volumes (The Clocks, currently out of print, and Parang) but is somewhat of a departure from his usual subject matter. The Clocks and Parang are more about culture, race, socioeconomics, inspiration… whereas Millefiori is about love and heartache. It’s love poetry with teeth

Link-a-bet Soup

Some great reading I’ve been doing lately that’s really made me think.

Freedom not to choose is a faith worth believing in – discussion of Britain as a state-religion-less society. Not sure I agree 100% (I mean, their anthem is still literally God Save The Queen), but it’s definitely an interesting concept.

Welcome to The Matrix: You Work for FREE & There IS No Payday – For writers, the first in a series of posts about why working for ‘exposure’ is madness, unless you’re in control of said ex...