About

I was for a while troubled with a haunting fear that if I handled the flower freely its bloom would fade–the sweet charm of freshness would leave it. I did not then know that it was no transitory blossom, but rather the radiant resemblance of one, cut in an indestructible gem. – Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte

This blog hasn’t entirely been abandoned – it’s just been on hiatus for a few years. I’ll return to personal writing soon. – Victoria, April 2020

Blog posts

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  Things Mike saidNovember 16, 2015
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  CecilJuly 28, 2015
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  Double negativeJuly 15, 2015
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  The dress and the ladderMay 13, 2015
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  Word-baitingJuly 26, 2014
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  Priorities – taking stock after Live Below the LineMay 3, 2014
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  Live Below The Line 2014April 29, 2014
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  The #nomakeupselfie: femininity, altruism and communityMarch 23, 2014
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  Nobody Rides the Unicorn: theatre reviewJanuary 8, 2014
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  The Rain King:theatre reviewJanuary 8, 2014
• Titus Andronicus: theatre reviewDecember 16, 2013
• Neil & Heather Simone: art exhibition reviewDecember 16, 2013
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  The Boy Who Cried Wolf: theatre reviewDecember 13, 2013
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  Review of Ripon Cathedral’s lunchtime concerts: Josephine PeachOctober 2, 2013
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  Stuck in my head: France Gall “Ce soir je ne dors pas”July 21, 2013
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  Questionable poetryJuly 15, 2013