reading at this in october!! be there or be thought a square xx

btw i have a new story out about america. it is indeed named after a los campesinos song www.stillpointldn.com/articles/tc-...

when i write a story i try to have something at least a little odd or formally surprising in it. current story's conceit is that i am attempting to imagine what it is like to be cishet

travelling back in time and telling myself not to agree to dogsit in the west country the same week the prince charles is premiering THE SHROUDS

gundam on tuesdays. poker face on thursdays. doctor who on saturdays. weekly tv is back baybeee

inventing a special kind of soap for trans women on patches called Gunk-B-Gone

honey don't! trailer dropped and she's keeping her terrible southern accent. we won

had enough of the apps i'm gonna start going to readings and telling people they have a strong authorial voice

one thing about doctor who is that it loves the liberal world order

"i'm so hot" feminism and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race

trying to improve my writing and get some of it published while also trying not to write like i have an MFA

had a dream last night of such obvious symbolism that i’m actually annoyed at my subconscious for its lack of creativity

it turns out the real ‘shape of punk to come’ was ‘sixty quid tickets to definitely our last shows ever we mean it this time for real’

Really pleased to share this podcast I recorded with Sophie (@reproutopia.bsky.social) about a month ago. I think our conversation was fairly interesting but the idea of listening back to it gives me the horrors so you'll have to find out for yourself! thinkpieces-review.co.uk/podcast/epis...

outing myself as a bad literary critic and a bad anarchist because i still get bakunin and bakhtin mixed up on the regular

stagediving at the sunn O))) show but the crowd parts and i hit the cold hard concrete, bleeding out slowly to the crushingly slow riffs. attaining nirvana in that moment

i'm not like other trans girls (colin the caterpillar plush instead of a blåhaj)

finished deep space nine last night. they simply do not make em like that any more!!

just leveraged the full resources of my university to print one (1) copy of a zine i found on the wayback machine. the high is unbelievable

i met maddie in passing about ten years ago and since then she's become such an important presence in my life, more than i think she knows. probably i'm not the only one who feels this way! perhaps you'll join me on her birthday by giving what you can to her fundraiser for gender affirming care?

writing a literature thesis is probably one of the top ten stupidest things to be doing in this historical moment. and yet

in the future of "everything for everyone" there's no more academia. the narrators include a footnote explaining what it was because they live in a society where knowledge production is decentralised and free to all. that's been on my mind a lot the last few days

it probably says nothing good about me but i'm kind of fascinated by this stuff. feels like a william gibson novel leaking into the real world www.thenation.com/article/soci...

rachel pollack <333 (from her interview in interzone issue #50 august 1991)

my teen years were for staying alive. my twenties are for getting degrees. excited to find out what stultifying process i spend my thirties on

i love going to an event run by some local organisers and the guest speaker taking time out to get a quick dig in on anarchists for some reason. i love solidarity <3

in conclusion, 2024 was a great year for film lovers. and by 'film lovers' i mean people who are really, to an almost regrettable degree, attracted to margaret qualley

this weather... it's finish your novel time. it's life is worth living time. it's time to slough off your dead outer skin. it's iced coffee in the park. but most importantly it's going to last two days and then go back to being winter

last night i dreamed that fitzcarraldo published a 700 page tome simply called EMMA GOLDMAN but i couldn’t find it anywhere because every time i went into a bookshop i forgot who wrote it

every time i shake someone's hand i feel like i've gotten back in the closet a little bit, but i'll die before i curtsey to someone. abolish the lot i say, bring back the socialist fraternal kiss

sometimes i get these blinding flashes of past lives i've lived, like just now i remembered that when i was fourteen i and a few friends joined the school mah jong society and went every week for like a year. we were the only white kids there and we were incredibly bad at it

birthday party where we watch «chacun son cinéma» together but i've printed out scorecards and we compare ratings. if you disagree with me too strongly you get thrown out of the party

just watching the x-files and reacting to one of scully’s outfits like i’ve been shot

"3000 years ago i'd have been a priestess" that's nice. in 1000 BC i would have been nobody special. a subsistence farmer. possibly a purveyor of some kind of goods

obviously the whole thing is very stressful to think about but there's something comical about doing all that to leave the EU and then attempting to set up a military alliance that's basically the EU wearing a funny hat

caught myself thinking ‘mm, maybe i could write a personal essay about what happened with [NAME REDACTED]’ and then realised i’d quite like to stay friends with the individual in question. i’m soooo the bigger person

another masterstroke from labour :)

now that brat summer is over do you think it’s safe to resume my campaign to persuade women over the age of 20 to consider ourselves ‘women’ rather than ‘girls’

i think a lot about that stretch in the mars trilogy where the states on earth are outmatched by the corporations and the UN just completely stops working. for no particular reason

finished season 2 of for all mankind last night. genuinely think it's the best show that none of my friends are watching

was at a loose end on brick lane last night and took the opportunity to get the same thing from beigel bake and beigel shop (cream cheese on everything). pains me to admit it, but the beigel shop one was miles better

idk you guys, i’m starting to think that moving to a new website isn’t going to make the world less depressing

moving my monthly film round-up to bluesky as a sign of commitment

another day, another explanation of what giallo is to someone who was only being polite

my arabic teacher was telling us all about how the future is in the emirates and the gulf and we should all go and i was sat there thinking, i am not gonna do that for many reasons, some of which you’ll find out when we cover grammatical gender

this cover is so funny to me because anyone with half a brain knows that political and cultural domination are not the same. the tories were in power in the UK for 12 years and in that time their supporters produced no culture worthy of the name

watched the star trek: section 31 film last night. the first ten minutes reveal that michelle yeoh became space hitler by winning the hunger games

dreamt last night that i had an affair with a beautiful older woman and inadvertently ruined her career

kms postponed indefinitely. have to wait for all seven volumes of ON THE CALCULATION OF VOLUME to come out in english

on my last day in america i bought a star trek book i knew was quite rare for $2.50, thinking i’d saved myself maybe ten quid. looked on ebay yesterday and it is going for fifty to a hundred times what i paid