Helen Speaks

This is a story for Halloween, written for Caitlin, who asked for a scary story. Thanks to Courtney for your support. I didn’t like my grandmother’s house. It was an old farmhouse, cold and stone, and too quiet. I hadn’t wanted to move here – but after my father died, my mother and I had… Continue reading

I once signed up to eHarmony because I was looking for love, not realising that their “matching” is a bit of a con designed to slow down the process and get more of your money (also unlike other dating websites you can’t see people’s messages to you until you’ve paid up, so you have to… Continue reading

So I was really really excited about the Lego Movie. I love Lego. I love minifigures. I love all the cool but very expensive sets of things like the Death Star, Tower Bridge and VW campervans. I love pick and mix Lego. I want all the Lego.And the movie was very very Lego. Everything was… Continue reading

My boyfriend thought I was unreasonably prejudiced against Twilight. So I said I would read the book if he did. I’ve finished now, and here are my thoughts. So, Twilight. It’s a book by Stephenie Meyer aimed at teenage girls that features a love story involving sparkly vampires. I really like love stories. Honestly, I… Continue reading

I am a lover of hobbies.  I get a new hobby at least every year.  One summer I made a handbag out of duct-tape (a posh woman off to Ladies’ Day at Ascot told me it was ‘gorgeous’).  I got into drawing portraits, particularly of random people, at university.  Then there’s knitting – it’s art,… Continue reading

I’m so fed up with reading stuff about rape, rape jokes, victim blaming (eg blaming a teenage girl for when she is raped by a group of adult men) and so on. I tried to stop reading feminist blogs for a bit, thinking I’d be reading fewer stories about rape, rape jokes, and victim blaming… Continue reading

I have something to confess. I am fat. You may have thought I was overweight, chubby, curvy, a bit on the squishy side, large (I’m barely 5’4″) or even obese (ick). But no. I am fat. For some reason, fat is often a bit of a dirty word. Which makes me sad. And this is… Continue reading