The pursuit of literary happiness
The first time I cried at work in the bathroom was because on my commute I saw my now ex-boyfriend doing what he was meant to be doing, and realized I wasn’t. It had been a bad morning to begin with. Edwin had jumped out of bed at 6:30am, swished on his clothes, kissed me…
Hi, I’m Sammy. No, not that Sammy. A different Sammy. That Sammy can’t come to the phone right now, as she’s decided to become a…
Happy New Year! Can you believe that it’s 2019? I cannot. This year feels big. Time to do something different, try out a new hobby,…
Christmas is nearly here! Counting down the days. Obviously – we’re all skint going off to Christmas drinks and buying presents. Here’s five free events…
Fly on the Wall is the kind of press that gives me hope; Isabelle Kenyon started it herself last year and has since published two…
One of my favourite parts of living in London is just how many incredible cultural events there are – and also how so many are…
Have you heard of Diane Di Prima, Allen Ginsberg, or Herbert Huncke? Probably. But have you heard of Clive Matson? On Wednesday, October 17th at…
We were lost in Vienna. We should have read the email closer, not just starred for later. We should have prepared for the chance that…
On Saturday, I woke up early. Yes, it was later than I wake up for work during the week – but it was Saturday. What…
shutterstock Primrose Freestone, University of Leicester We’ve all been there, you’re desperate for the loo, and frantically hunting for a toilet, only to find when…