Lizzi Lewis's Blog, page 6

Depression, a thief of days

Like a lightning bolt from above, it hits me – my galling lack of integrity – that I’ve screwed up. Again. I’ve held myself up to unrelenting standards and outrageous expectations, neither of which I’ve had the strength of character to achieve, and so have been the author of my own failure. In more ways…

Ten Things of Thankful 155 (Virtuously done) #10Thankful

A moment for my poor, long-suffering friends and family, who have to deal with the Grump and the Grouch and the Crotchetty, Curmugeonly Toad I sometimes turn into when I make bad choices and allow myself to vent all my frustrations within their earshot. Those poor, poor things! Dear oh me oh my! I know…

A Millennial Reckoning

Thanks to William Strauss and Neil Howe, my birthdate lands me with the term ‘Millennial’, dripped sneeringly from the lips of those Gen X-ers (born ’61 – ’81) for whom Gen Y (’81 – ’00) holds little standing. It’s derisive and speaks to the tension between generations (now we’ve learned to classify ourselves as such, and…

Ten Things of Thankful 154 (Happy for NOW) #10Thankful

Here I am. Now. RightNow, listening to the irritation of a man trying to fix his dishwasher, humming in between yelling at his camera as he tries to isolate the problem (to tell the people who are paid to do the fixing, so they might be able to offer a quick-and-less-expensive fix); to the small…

Dear Writer, bind your wounds…

Dear Mr Hemingway, You have much to answer for! As a writer, I utterly understand your comment that it’s easy to write – you just sit down at a typewriter (or laptop) and bleed (or pixel, which is probably a less messy process, not being tangled up in ribbons and the smudgy-everywhereiness of actual INK)…

Ten Things of Thankful 152 (All the D’s) #10Thankful

I wander through a gorgeous, mist-enshrouded forest, trees stretching their branches towards a sky I cannot see. It is warm and bright, and the sun (somewhere) is creating a great orb of amorphous light through the milky air. There is intense stillness, the soaring majesty of the pines instilling a cathedral-like splendour. There is silence…

Body shaming; a teenie-weenie-peenie paradox

Before I knew it, I was tweeting with one of the entrants of a ‘smallest penis’ pageant! It was one of those moments which could only happen on social media. Twitter, to be precise; having shared a friend’s article about his efforts to lose weight (motivated by a desire to see his penis again, rather than…

If music be the food of love

Music has been part of my life since I can remember, though I was raised on a pretty strict diet of classical, ‘contemporary Christian music‘, and children’s songs circa the 50’s. From that (actually, no, I absolutely cannot bring myself to label classical music ‘spartan’) auspicious start, I was introduced to pop/rock as a tween,…

Ten Things of Thankful 149 (Love, light, and limbo) #10Thankful

Wouldn’t it be delightful to be on the beach right now? Not just any beach, either – a hot, sandy, golden beach, with sparkling waves dancing their gentle thump and hiss on the shore. A beach where a bunch of picnic blankets are strewn around ready for feasting and sunbathing and sharing a meal, and…

How much do you love chocolate? (a #1000Speak post)

Chocolate is delicious, right? How much do you love it? I spent a long time not very keen on it, but it wasn’t until I succumbed to a dairy allergy (and subsequently turned vegan) that I realised I really rather like the indulgence of dark chocolate. One square, nibbled, so that the rich cocoa flavour…