Since I’m planning to move out, I’ve been doing my best to take advantage of opportunities to explore my home country/state/town. In September, I attended a friend’s wedding over Labor Day weekend, which also gave me the chance to explore and enjoy Charlevoix, MI.Read More
It’s official – well, mostly official – I’m going back to school! I was accepted into the Master of Creative Writing, Publishing, and Editing at the University of Melbourne and will be moving to (duh) Melbourne, Australia, in January! I’m so excited I could cry and pee my pants at the same time.Read More
You get a very different perspective on life when it’s 2 a.m. and you’re cradling your cramping bowels as they play the part of Old Faithful geyser for the night (i.e. spewing scalding sulfuric water every 44 to 125 minutes).Read More
I’ve never been nominated for a blog award before, so this is really, really exciting for me!!! Antipodal Pull doesn’t typically get much traffic, so being noticed is such a sweet surprise. I’m all smiles!Read More
I received an email toward the beginning of August that made me rethink my whole setup over here at Antipodal Pull. It was a response to Snapshots of Lovelessness, a post where I shared a few memories of times in my young, boyfriendless life where I have felt especially boyfriendless. The email was striking to me because, before I wrote that post, I hadn’t considered that people might not realize I was sharing my real life experiences on this blog.Read More
Despite the dogs wearing fluorescent harnesses, watching them frolic felt distinctly like observing them in their natural habitat. The Newfoundland roaming the grass looked more like a buffalo in Grand Teton National Park than a domesticated doggo at Swift Run Dog Park.
That said, the experience wasn’t all about nature’s bounty. Perhaps more importantly, it was about the pet owners who put on voices to express their dogs’ supposed thoughts. It was about laughing at the tiny Shih Tzu attempting to mount my friend’s Australian Shepherd, or the asshole beagle who made it his mission to pee in every single bowl of drinking water.Read More
August is upon us, and despite how quickly the summer seems to be flying away, don’t you dare let anyone tell you it’s over! It’s not too late to cram in your last summer reads, and in true Sydney fashion, I’ve got three micro-reviews of my recent favorites.Read More
Hi again! Welcome to my monthly recap!
July was the month I spent a week in Bermuda with my family. I got some much appreciated sunshine and sea spray, read a few pages, and hiked around in my bathing suit like I was the only person there (I was not).Read More
Picture this: I’m sitting at a table just outside the action in a bar in Darling Harbour, drunk on one too-expensive vodka soda and one-too-many cups of pregame goon. My head’s spinning. I rest it on my hand to prevent it from swiveling off my neck.Read More
Cats tend to help me tell the story of a place in their always-masterful inhabitance of it. Plus, I just like snapping cat pics.
And so, I give you, the cats of Bermuda — the rascally little nuggets who roam the cobblestone roads as if they own them, boldly mewling for attention from tourists or skirting into bushes at the faintest sound.Read More