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A Queer Reading Of My Life

A Queer Reading Of My Life

One of the things I learned during A-Level English Literature that I hadn’t come across before was the idea of different readings of a text. I mean, I think I’d been doing it unconsciously already, but the terminology hadn’t crossed my path. I didn’t know you could do a ‘feminist reading’ of a text, let alone a ‘queer reading’. I didn’t know it was legitimate to look at material through a certain lens and see what it uncovered, and discovering…

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All The World’s A Stage

All The World’s A Stage

Believe it or not, I didn’t always like Shakespeare. You’ll notice if you’ve read St Mallory’s Forever that Helen, who is otherwise like me in many respects, isn’t greatly enthusiastic about the works of Shakespeare. And that’s partly because at her age, I wasn’t either. I know. Me. A contributing member to the Shakespeare fandom who stalks the Hamlet tag on Tumblr. I know that statement may be shocking to you, particularly if you follow me on Twitter and have seen how…

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The Problem Of Tess

The Problem Of Tess

This is a blog post about Tess of the d’Urbervilles and therefore by extension, it is a blog post about rape. I’m not going to mince my words or skirt around the point — that happens too much in readings of this text. So if discussion of rape triggers you or causes you misery, you should probably stop reading now. And if you haven’t read Tess, it may not make much sense. (You could watch my latest vlog instead. It’s…

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Young People These Days Have Got It Easy

Young People These Days Have Got It Easy

I don’t really get why people are so surprised when someone young produces something awesome, whether it’s a book or a piece of music or something completely different. There are plenty of precedents, after all – in the music world, you’ve got the obvious ones like Mozart, and then there’s Mendelssohn’s octet which he wrote when he was seventeen and which, according to the father-person, is an astonishing piece of music. (I’ve never heard it.) And there are plenty of…

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To Be Irritated, Or Not To Be Irritated… That Is The Question

To Be Irritated, Or Not To Be Irritated… That Is The Question

I like Hamlet. In fact, I’d almost go as far as to say I’m a Hamlet fangirl, though a few years ago I was claiming not to like Shakespeare. When one of my English Literature teachers informed us we would be studying it this term, I was over the moon. They informed us we would have to buy our own copies if we wanted to write in it; I did so and immediately started annotating it gleefully in orange gel…

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