Stealing Sex

Between Julian Lasange and the battle for the Republican candidacy in the upcoming U.S. elections, there has been plenty of discussion in the media lately about consent and the definition of “legitimate rape”.

On the whole, I tend to feel that political debate and activism are better left to people who are more knowledgeable and less flaky than I am. But the language of rape is something I do know a thing or two about, and as I have clicked my way from one depressing online article to the next I couldn’t help thinking how familiar it all seemed...



Stealing Sex

Hola

All my good intentions to update super regularly got swallowed up by the general busyness of my life for a while there. But I am now back in the saddle.

Things I have been doing:

1.) Working working working at my day job, which I complain about a lot but actually kind of love...

2.) Dragging my feet over bridesmaid duties...because I am literally the world's worst bridesmaid. This is me, right here:



3.) Visiting, and falling in love with, Berlin.

4.) Making plans to move into a wonderful flat in West Hampstead.

5.) Absolutely DEVOURING literary fiction.

6.) Chain-watching the new episodes of Glee. So far they are exceeding entirely all of my expectations, and only partly because of these faces:



7.) Tentatively getting my own writing back on track.

In short: it's good times right now. I'm looking forward to having time to post more regularly again. I HAVE MISSED THIS.