black swan, feminism and desire

Black Swan turned out to be one of those films that, after watching, I knew I’d go home and read everything I could find written on it. I really enjoyed the experience of watching this film: it is visually stunning, the acting and dancing were both superb and at times were breathtaking (not to mention […]

first post! on writing, wounds, survival, thrive-ival

every once in a while, something magical will come along and remind me of why i am a writer. why i can’t not be a writer. why i need to write. i’m lucky to get these reminders, since i often find myself occupying an ambivalent relationship to writing and hear myself grumbling to no one […]