Why does January always feel about a billion years long? It seems to go on and on, and I’m always excited when February comes around. I’m *still* very slowly recovering from that horrible infection I got last year, so tried to take it easy/not get ill again this month (a very silly aim, January =… Continue reading January 2019 | Books I read + Podcasts I Loved
I normally don’t like the New Year. I think it’s partly because of the incessant focus on dieting and weight loss that happens in January, and that always makes me feel rubbish. But in 2018 I began to follow a couple of body positivity beauties, and seeing their deconstruction of this toxic industry over the… Continue reading A New Start | 2019
As it’s nearly the last day of the last month of the year, I decided to do a traditional top-ten book list. Because I read SO MANY good books this year, I’m also gonna do a top sequels of the year (they’re also middle grade, I know, shocker!). The Storm Keeper’s Island by Cat Doyle… Continue reading My Top Ten Books of 2018 (They’re all Middle Grade–Try to Act Surprised!)
So, the last time I blogged was on August 6th. THAT SEEMS FOREVER AGO. Those were the days of summer + heatwaves + going to shops purely coz they have air con. I don’t normally take breaks on this blog, and if I’m honest, this one was entirely unplanned. Time ran away with me over… Continue reading On summer + sadness
I was COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY inspired by Kate at Reading Through Infinity for this post. Her post was just so funny + engaging + interesting and I wanted to do it so bad. Plus, I feel like I haven’t done an ‘about me’ blog post in so long. ON WITH THE FACTS: 1 // I… Continue reading 25 bookish facts about me
Note: This article was previously published on a fantastic site, The Olive Fox. After it closed down, I decided to republish it here, to remind myself how to deal with panic attacks, and in the hope that it might help others. View this post on Instagram I’ve not posted on Instagram for a few weeks.… Continue reading How To Recover After A Panic Attack
I’ve made it to a quarter of a century. 25 looks a lot different to how 14 year old me imagined it to be, but different in a good way. I’m doing a PhD in a subject I love, I kick anxiety’s butt on a daily basis, I wrote a book (and found my lovely… Continue reading 25
