On being an activist and being angry (and sometimes messing it up)

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things quite heavily over the last week, things that I consider very important: activism, feminism, anger, compassion. Trying to incorporate all of those into my life, and sometimes really messing it up. I’m not sure which bit to start with, so I guess I’ll go with ‘activism’ and … More On being an activist and being angry (and sometimes messing it up)

An Open Letter (or: I am not sick and sexuality is not a choice)

Taking a page out of  SwankIvy‘s book. My response to a lovely message I got the other day, from someone who decided that they knew more about me than I did, and that I obviously need help. Hi there, family friend. Well, it’s always nice to know that you’ve got me all figured out in … More An Open Letter (or: I am not sick and sexuality is not a choice)

Three Steps Backwards

Before I started university, I had this idea that it was going to be this amazing, progressive place. Sadly, now that I’m getting more involved with things at uni, I’m realising just how hostile UQ’s student union can be to anyone who doesn’t fit it’s conservative ideals. Every orientation week UQ has what’s called a … More Three Steps Backwards

Womanhood does not equal Motherhood (a Doctor Who rant)

*Here be spoilers for the Doctor Who Christmas Special. Read at your own risk if you are a spoilerphobe.* My relationship with Steven Moffat is deeply fraught with contradictions. (For those of you who don’t know, Moffat is the current head writer behind Doctor Who, and also Sherlock. This post focusses on Doctor Who though.) … More Womanhood does not equal Motherhood (a Doctor Who rant)

Angry Girl

I often have trouble with music and lyrics. I like a song, but the lyrics just annoy me because most songs seem to be about the same things: longing for someone to love you, broken relationships, angst. All that stuff I don’t do. Every now and them I find something that’s simply brilliant. Something I … More Angry Girl