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NaBloPoMo #16 – Why no #12- #14
So... I was a bad unproductive person. Online that is. For the last 4 nights. There is no excuse big enough for dropping out, because as someone says "If something is important enough you make time for it!" . Therefore, I guess, using that logic I deemed me, my online persona/career-building and my writing less [...]
MA Gender Studies: – Week Six
Today I attended: Class: Theorising Gender; Theme: Poststructuralism, Deconstruction and Feminism | Karen Throsby Encounters between feminism and poststructuralism have been intense and fruitful, but hotly contested. Many feminist scholars have argued that poststructuralist and deconstructionist approaches offer feminist theorising productive tools for the exploration of key issues in relation to power and knowledge, and [...]
I am a woman. You are bright.
There's nothing worse than realising you were the lone creator of shared memories. Left with a box of fucked up, rotten, festering dreams as your chosen partner turns and flees. I am a woman. You are bright. I am attracted to your flame, Like a dampened moth I search Through dark duskened daily revolving nights. [...]
Default Man – Default Me?
So I've been debating since midnight whether or not to post this. I mean I'm trying to be disciplined and post something up everyday. If only to prove to myself that I can. But, at the same time I know I'm going to have to run a longer, further, probably even several articles to explain [...]
Today was a dark day. An oh so weary day. Without dwelling too much into this, today a huge amount of my past was chucked back into my face. As a sensitive person, who tries to empathise and rationalise (oxymoronic I know), I'm left at the end of this day still processing not just my [...]