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
On the travel front, I’ve been packing (badly) for an upcoming trip to Bermuda! If I’m being perfectly honest, as much as I love doing the laid-back island vacation thing, I’m actually a bit stressed about this one. And believe me, I know it’s wrong to complain about spending a week lounging on pink-sand beaches. I get it. I do.
But there’s this little thing called the Bermuda Triangle that I am not too keen on experiencing!!! Now would be a very inconvenient time for my plane to go missing, because I’ve got a lot of half-baked plans in the works, and these days I’m actually pretty stoked about not dying.Read More
June was the month I relaunched my blog under the new name, Antipodal Pull. I bought a new url and began blogging with a renewed fervor, but I’m still sticking to the same old Sydney topics — self discovery, awkward human interactions, mental health, short fiction, and (of course) cat pictures.Read More
Happy birthday to my blog, which is now old enough to take its first wobbly steps and gum a fistful of vanilla cake to a slobbery pulp. That is to say: this blog is one year old!
It’s been one year since I published my first post, a rambling little introduction to my blog and myself where I attempted to predict what this blog would become. I had graduated from college the previous May with a degree in creative writing. The course I completed was a highly selective thesis program in which I worked one-on-one with my professors to assemble a manuscript of short fiction. In my mind, this was enough to qualify me as an accomplished writer, and accomplished writers all have their own websites.Read More
“You always told me I wasn’t allowed to pet the strays!” my teen sister said, indignant. “What about all their ‘diseases?'”
“Sydney’s lived a good life,” my mom replied.
And I have. That good life is made noticeably better by the presence of cats.Read More
I’ve been in the process of doing a major overhaul and the new name is just the tip of the iceberg! With the new name comes the new URL, updating all the links, and—wait for it—the new social media!Read More
And that’s it. That’s all I wrote in May. Two posts to encapsulate 31 days of mayhem, misery, and experience.
It’s also two more posts than I wrote in March and April combined. Over the course of 31 days I’ve felt myself transforming, unfurling, thawing. I’m not who I was a month ago.Read More