Check out the article I wrote about the depiction of menstruation in CIS* female coming-of-age stories *I apologise that I do not acknowledge the fact that menstruation does occur to trans men and non binary people, this article solely focuses on the role of menstruation in cis female experiences (as drawn from my own experience) … Continue reading Owning the embarrassing period experience
Sunsets. It’s a gorgeous orangey pink. Bloody beautiful. The mere sight of it takes my breath away. But that’s more to do with the fact I can barely draw a oxygen into my lungs due to the packed train. It's 5pm on Tuesday. Everyone is itching to get home. I’m staring out the window. A … Continue reading Sunsets. (P1)
India and Ivana have intimacy issues. They don’t know what they want from relationships (or if they want relationships at all). They’d both been journaling in silence about this for years, but when they compared notes, they realised how much they had in common. This show is an autobiographical theatre piece made up of verbatim … Continue reading Introducing Intimacy Issues
EXT. HILL - NIGHT A girl stands on a hill, which looks over the suburbs and streets below. The street lights illuminate giving a beautiful orangey glow to the view. ALEX, 15, wears a big coat wrapped around her petite body and a blue beanie with strands of mousy brown hair peaking out. She hops … Continue reading MIA
Mr Bobo has no real name. I call him Mr Bobo when referring to him to friends or when I'm needing to name him. He was so full of life, character, and quirkiness, but he could not be labelled. "Do you mind me asking your name?" I asked politely, one quiet Sunday morning. "I do … Continue reading Mr Bobo
Starting something is always difficult for me. Whether it be a project, a run (sorry that is a flat lie. I don't run, I walk at an accelerated pace) or even a new tv show, taking the first step to actually begin is the most treacherous ordeal for me. My Dad had always told me … Continue reading How do I even begin?
There is so much noise in the world, so the last thing I feel like doing is adding to it. I've always been quiet. Often described as shy. I hate that word. It implies it is my fault. Perhaps if everyone else would shut up for a second, they finally understand that I'm not shy. … Continue reading Shut up !