I like good strong words that mean something.
Jo March, Little Women
if you lived here, you’d be home by now
moving house
the year of magical overthinking
some thoughts on essay-writing
get in loser, I wrote a novel
delighted to announce
your presence is our present
wanted wed or alive
chapter and (multi)verse
holy nostalgia, batman
well, quite
talk thirty to me
ní gráinne sbagliato
the brits are at it again
you’re booked
books, books, books
And we’re off!
an elegy on conference twitter
notion sickness
The absolute notions
All your friends hate you
‘I *love* your podcast.’
Here for the right reasons
It is what it is babes
Review: Lady J
‘she has nothing of the libertine’
Baby it’s old outside
Death, taxes, and childbirth!
Review: The Great, Season Two
‘Is your hair supposed to be a humorous talking point?’
In vain I have struggled. It will not do
More classic novels that deserve the TV treatment
Endless flimsy epiphanies
And just like that…
Review: The Great
‘Is this a coup or a fucking bookclub?’
Ireland and the Hollywood romcom: a love-hate relationship
A Very Irish Film
it’s pronounced “Gráinne”
‘Why don’t you Irish spell your names properly?’
I miss crying in public toilets
I’m at the stage of lockdown where I have started mythologising every single bar toilet I’ve ever been in.
Review: Portrait of a Lady on Fire
In solitude, I felt the liberty you spoke of. But I also felt your absence.
I don’t think you’re ready for this Shelley
‘Writing is hard work and bad for the health.’ – E.B. White
the 27 club
‘You know how interesting the purchase of a sponge cake is to me.’ – Jane Austen