The lives of inspirational LGBTQ+ women, as published in Women Like Us
Sex, Drugs and Cowpunk! … Lucy’s Story
“I wanted to be able to say, ‘Girls can do it too. We’re on the road, we’re in a band. Of course we drink, of course we take drugs, of course we go with groupies. We can do it too.’ I was always very fierce in that we shouldn’t be excluded because of our gender.”
Lucy Edwards from The Well Oiled Sisters
Growing Up Hated: Shona’s Story
“I’ve been hated for my skin colour, for my sexuality, for my mental health, things I can’t change. People are going to hate me whatever, so I might as well be who I am. I don’t care what people think anymore.”
An Afternoon in Primark Changed My Life: Joni’s Story
“It touched other aspects of my life for years to come: finding work was difficult because I was so searchable. Nobody wanted ‘that angry transwoman’ working for them.”
The Best Interviewee Ever: You! Interview Yourself for Your Autobiography
Interview yourself for your autobiography. A useful resource for autobiography writers.
The Primal Act of Writing Longhand
Writing truthfully is an act of rebellion. Writing longhand is revelling in the experience. In the absence of cave walls on which to tell our stories, it is the rawest way to express the written word.
If You’re Going to Write, Write Every Day or Pay the Price
If I don’t write every day, I lose confidence, and then I can’t write, because, like most creative people, I am quite mad.
Reading ‘Writing Down the Bones’ Twenty Years Later
My God, I was an arrogant writer when I was younger. I knew my work was good, and I reacted to criticism the way flat-earthers respond to the inconvenient truth. I was hot stuff, they were wrong/moronic/picking on me, and the world would have to catch up with my genius sooner or later.
Being Disqualified from the Thinking Olympics for Doping: How Steroids Are Messing With My Brain
I’m a buzzed-up giant. The washing machine in my head is spinning my clothes for the 800th time although they’re already clean. I’m a whirr. I’m polo-mint breath puffed onto an eyeball …
Lamb Bingo: A Walk in a Field in Lockdown
It’s such a small, frivolous thing to be thankful for when the world has been brought to its knees by influenza’s older, demented half-brother, with a chip on his shoulder and daddy issues.
