Wednesday, 20 September 2017

The Inkings.

If you'd told me a decade or so ago that I'd someday be sitting in an indie cafe with a tab set up behind the bar, writing blog posts and managing social media as a job and invoicing publishers for a week of events...well, that was my dream, actually. So I'd have been very happy. But then, if you'd added 'you have a shit ton of piercings, pockets full of crystals, and a whole lot of ink covering your skin'? I'd have snapped my fingers at you and said 'you almost had me!'


I've written before about my body being a map of me. It's covered in marks and memories, both deliberate and unplanned. Scars and ink mingle on my surface, and while some scars go deeper, the latter is my way of redecorating and reclaiming. I've written about that before too; described each inking and their individual importance.

But that latter blog post actually was published in March 2016, when I had 7 tattoos and had booked 1 more in...I now have 12. 

Tuesday, 12 September 2017

What I'll be reading in September 2017...

The excellent Bex recently posted about reading schedules and their positive/negative effects on an individual.
I of course related to the post and each excellent point within it. I've never actually sat down and mapped out all my TBRs properly before 2017 began – and I only elected to do it really, just to see if I could. To see if it would help me sift through my piles of neglected reads as well as the ones I 'need' to look at for upcoming blog posts. Also a major plus about the prospect of a schedule was just the fact that I could say 'I can't read [book I don't fancy], I'm actually on a strict reading regime this month'! 

So far this year, making a list each month has really helped me and my reading. I mean yes, I have had a few moments when I've come round to the next in the list and thought 'aww, I don't wanna', but for the most part it's been really good having plans!
I kinda can't believe that I've managed to (mostly) stick to my schedule for 9 whole months now. Good work, me. Don't f*ck it up! 

On that note, let's look at my September reading plans, shall we...?

Friday, 8 September 2017

The tweets I do not favourite.

I've been on Twitter since 2009. I used to text-tweet from under the desk in Sociology classes. I fixed it so I got automated text messages sent to me when the guy I liked tweeted. My original username was @beautblues, because that one friend that one time complimented my blue eyes, said they were beautiful in fact, and I was like 'k, that's my thing now'. *Rolls the beautiful blue eyes* 

Over the years, Twitter has seen the best and worst of me. I've made excellent mutual follow friends , and blocked my sworn enemies. I've flirted and I've sassed; I still screenshot compliments and 'like' link shares to save them for later reading. My current cover photo on Facey B is one of my best tweets (imo). 

Sunday, 3 September 2017

'Tangleweed and Brine' : A Guest Post

'Tangleweed and Brine' is the latest novel from the bewitching Deirdre Sullivan. I read (and blogged about) her painfully stunning YA 'Needlework' this time last year, and some of her perfectly pieced together paragraphs within that story of a hideously abused young woman, fighting demons and yearning for a new life spent making art on others' skin, still sit in the corners of my mind to this day.

This gorgeous new hardback is 'A collection of twelve dark, feminist retellings of traditional fairytales are given a witchy makeover, not for the faint-hearted, from one of Ireland's leading writers for young people. You make candles from stubs of other candles. You like light in your room to read. Gillian wants thick warm yellow fabric, soft as butter. Lila prefers cold. All icy blues. Their dresses made to measure. No expense spared. And dancing slippers. One night's wear and out the door like ash. You can't even borrow their cast-offs. You wear a pair of boots got from a child. Of sturdy stuff, that keeps the water out and gets you around' (so says Goodreads).


Friday, 1 September 2017

31 Days Grace: August.

Let me start by expressing my intense awareness of the fact that for my August wrap-up main post photo, I've gone with one of me. I usually will slap the month's name over the top of a fairly nondescript background; in previous posts I've used cafe walls, a busy bridge in Berlin, flowers on the pavement at my feet. 
A couple of my faves have been: the ceramic pot a good friend made me, and my family's backs retreating on the seafrontI find calm and clear works best; something flat for the text to overlap and stand out against. 

However, this month I've made myself the main feature. Because August began, as it always does, with my birthday, it ended on a massive high, and throughout the month I was loving and celebrating the messy masterpiece that is me far more than I have in the recent past. 


This photo is part of the perfect set taken of me by the flawless Faby & Carlo, for my newest baes (and workplace!) Scarlet Ladies' stunning, important campaign, I Talk Sex

Thursday, 31 August 2017

Rapid Fire Book tag.

Another bookish tag post! Such fun. Thanks for tagging me, lovely Jess
Well, I'd do more of an intro but as the tag title suggests, this is a quickie! Let's get to it...


E-book or physical book?

Physical book. Always.


Paperback or hardback?

Paperbacks are cheaper and easier to carry around, however if a book is really special (or I just can't wait til the paperback of a new release comes out) I'll go hard.

I recently bought the special hardback edition of 'Milk and Honey', by Rupi Kaur...despite already having the paperback. This was partly because I wanted the updated version with the new (and incredibly moving) foreword, but also because having a hardback of this magnificent poetry collection felt right. 


Saturday, 26 August 2017

Getting ghosted.

So in the winter of 2016, never mind when exactly, I spent the night with a man who shall regrettably remain nameless. All you readers need to know is, vodka was consumed and events transpired. Then the following morning it was rainy outside, foggy in my mind, and kinda obscenely awkward between us. I left his place fairly quickly, because despite the rain and my blurry black cloud of a hangover, I really didn't want to linger in Awksville longer than I had to. 

I think there was a bit of communication in the 2/3 days that followed, but mostly on my end to be honest, all my instigating. Then, weeks later, just when I was wondering if I should stop bothering, we met up and ended up eventually establishing, between tipsy giggles, that we'd be 'well up and totally down for' more adventures of the intimate nature in the near future - just casually, just crashing. Cool. 

Then...he vanished. 

Thursday, 24 August 2017

Recent Reads: Matt Haig's 'How to Stop Time'.

I recently read (as part of my pledge to read exclusively Hyped-Up Hardbacks in the month of July) 'How to Stop Time', the latest fiction from the most excellent Matt Haig. 

The book tells the story of Tom Hazard, a man with a fairly uncommon condition – he grows old v-e-r-y slo-w-w-w-w-w-ly. But I don't mean like, he ages suspiciously well like some celebrities who must have sold their souls or some shit (Keanu Reeves, we're onto you). No I mean like, Tom still looked 18 when he was actually almost 200. 

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