Before I saw Skyfall I happened to read this post [edit: alas, link is gone] about it by my favourite ecrivante roué (and source of many things feminist) Sarah McCarry. I didn’t think much of it – surely Sarah’s claim that a pretty woman is killed just to make a joke about whiskey was somewhat exaggerated? […]
I wring my hands when distressed, occasionally so much that I rub the skin raw. The world will, at times, end. There will be no rope to follow anywhere, nowhere to go, nothing to do – no good left in it, no bad. I sit and stare and shake. I’m mute, and I wring my […]
1. Empty a can of black beans into a saucepan, and add: – 1-2 tbsp dried shallot/onion – big pinch garlic powder – salt, to taste – 2 pinches oregano – big pinch epazote (if you have it) – small pinch cayenne – splash of juice: orange, lime, apple, anything with a little bit of […]
Muh bluh bluh bluh muh. SORRY My main character is gone a wee bit batty (per schedule) but I’m trying to get exactly the tone I want for each chapter. I will be back soon, I promise to you. In the meanwhiletime, here is a (NSFW) video I don’t understand. It’s AMAZING
My dad was the Best Dad Ever. He collected electric guitars and played like a pro. He wore red All-Stars and cowboy boots and bomber jackets. He lived in the Lower East Side. His apartment had bare brick, Balinese masks and a cow skull. He used to run my sharp little-girl nails over the thick […]
Probably best if you watch along with the blog, but even so, I feel that my words are meaningful without such fancy-dancy frippery as having two browser windows open at once. ANYWAY. Herewith, the snarking: Nice Celtic fonts for opening. Sorta shimmery. Ok, yeah, a little cheap-looking. Whatever. Ooh! Cate Blanchett, hello! Oh I remember […]
Seaside holiday towns during the off-season are some of my favourite places to be. They feel fragile, abandoned — delicate structures built large to accommodate the huge number of tourists that come during the summer but trying not to collapse under their own weight in colder months. In this town, as in most, townspeople don’t […]
December 2, 2012 by Alice M.
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