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After a few years living out of home, my Friday night drinks with friends are increasingly kicking off with complaints about the parts of adulthood nobody warned us about: the price of tyres, how water is not free despite being a human right, and how hard it is to decide what to have for dinner every night. Personally, I feel we all should have been prepared for that last one, having watched my mother paralysed with this question at least weekly as a child, despite me alway

This is Melted Monday, where you are treated with the inner workings of my thoughts before I have articulated them into logic, you’re welcome! Melted thought of the week: What is the afterlife without a god? From the depths of boredom, 3 days into nursing a migraine in bed I turned to one of my old favourite shows to pass the time, The Good Place. For those not familiar, the show follows 4 individuals who have found themselves in the ‘Bad Place’ after their deaths and c

Naima Brown’s ‘Mother Tongue’ is not the book I expected. After stumbling on the recommendation from a BookTok creator, I couldn’t wait to dive into the story of the American stay-at-home mum, Brynn, who felt stuck in the wrong life until she suffered a brain injury and woke from a coma speaking fluent French. She saw a way out and took it, leaving behind her husband, Eric, and young daughter, Jenny, to build a new life. ‘Charlemagne said to speak a second language is to p

I wanted a lot of things from my body before the injury. I was an active person: a social netball player, a (semi) regular gym-goer, and enjoyed walking my dog everyday – but like so many of us, I wanted more. I didn’t hate my body, but I would have liked it to be fitter, stronger and faster – until a random Tuesday evening when I went to a game of social netball and didn’t return home for 5 nights. It was not a good game. My team was not well matched with our opponent, we

If you have been anywhere on the internet in the last few weeks, this may be the 500th article you have seen on the demise of The Secret of Mormon Wives (SLOMW). Only 2 years since its premiere, the main star, Taylor Frankie Paul, has landed in such dark controversy that the show is likely in jeopardy. Though the circumstances are more serious than anyone could have foreseen (so much so that I will not be getting into them here), the audience has known since the pilot that th

If you asked me a month ago why I use social media, I could have given you dozens of reasons: to stay up-to-date with my friends and family who live far way, to keep up with popular culture and news, or because I find online debate and discussion interesting. These are all noble and somewhat true justifications, but none are completely honest. The real reason? I can’t help it. I am an algorithm’s dream. I have had Facebook since I was 11, Instagram since I was 13, and dab

This book is stunning, maybe my favourite read of 2025. Its genre is difficult to pin down – is it romance, mystery, historical fiction? All 3, I suppose, but what I can say for certain is that I thought about it all the time. Work and sleep were an inconvenience. I had to know what happened next.

The first time I noticed the people around me calling themselves old, they were turning 23 – 23! Of course, I’ve heard the statement since birth from my parents, grandparents, and in pop culture, but not from my own peers. I dismissed this statement for the absurdity that it was. A frontal lobe isn’t even developed at 23, so I’m sure there were more important things for us to fixate on, like if my ears stick out slightly too much (I think they do?), and if I turned my hair