Buried: Part 1. You have forfeit your past, in the name of fruitless spending and mountains made of paper, dyed into colours that tell you how much you are worth. Uncovered: Part 2. Memories repressed, haunt your dreams. Haven't you learned yet? Wounds ignored, fester, infect, growing bacteria, occupying all life. Exhumed: Part 3. All… Continue reading Writing On Wednesdays #15 ‘A Case Against Willful Ignorance’
As of October 2017 over 1.7 million tweets have been found to mention #metoo. Over the past two years, more specifically, last year; there have been so many scandals, disappointments and cases of sexual harassment, abuse and misuse of authority from men in positions of power, each one shaking our society's perception of gender inequality,… Continue reading Unlearning and Relearning: Ok This Is Pure Opinion Piece.
This is for someone as warm as the sun. For years now I’ve been desperately trying to curate myself into a garden. So far I’ve only managed a few weeds, one or two spring blooms that lived short, bright lives, before they died. I tend to the patches of earth, unreliably and clumsily. And sometimes… Continue reading Writing On Wednesdays #14: ‘Something To Give’
P.S.A It seems I completely failed to actually post my Writing On Wednesdays this week and it is still in my drafts. It shall be posted imminently.
To preface this, I normally try to avoid major spoilers whenever I write about/review anything on here, however this is an exception to the rule due to the fact that I had been waiting for this book for YEARS. So, yes spoilers are ahead, if you haven’t read Philip Pullman’s latest book The Book of… Continue reading Searching for Dust and Finding Even More. *SPOILER WARNING*
This year, I try to hold you tight, cradle you softly but steadily. I don't want to let you fall. You came to me first, in 1914. Crammed in. Pushed. Bent, broken. I tried to make room for you. Sad souls. Tired, wasted and wasting. When you finally fell, under the heat, I took you… Continue reading Writing on Wednesdays #13: Those Lost To The Earth.
Just a little bit of info and context! My full name is Bryony Porteous-Sebouhian. Sebouhian is an Armenian name. This name and this part of my heritage comes from my grandad's side of the family. Armenia is a tiny country that, I imagine not many people will know much about, except that the Kardashians and… Continue reading Preface To My Latest Writing On Wednesdays.
Wann ist Mikkel? ‘Who the hell is Mikkel’, you might ask, ‘what kind of question is that’ you might say, ‘why the fuck are you speaking German’ would also be a reasonable response: these all being especially understandable questions if you haven’t seen Netflix’s most recent delve into the strange and unknown, Dark. Certainly, it… Continue reading ‘Dark’ And The Unending Search For Our Place In Time.
The last time you will have seen me on your feed, the leaves were still orange and we had just celebrated Halloween. Well it's January now so suffice to say it's been a while...! Although I have a tendancy to kinda lose track of my motivation, priorities and the ability to be strict with myself… Continue reading Happy New Year…(so I haven’t posted in a while)
HANNAH. For my third installment of this blogseries I have turned to my dear friend and hardened skeptic: Hannah. She's the first to call bullshit on anything supernatural/ghostly; which makes it even funnier than her greatest fear comes in the form of a pale Japanese girl with long black hair covering her face, a fear… Continue reading Speaking Above The Torch #3