Because I cannot unlearn writing descriptions, my feelings and emotions, I think journalism and writing don't coincide

Force that change upon yourself- even if it is painful, even if it seems impossible, even if it kills you.

I’m told that the reason the first person narrative doesn’t work is because it makes a piece too biased and subjective

We’ve all heard stories of lions parading around in cages looking more emaciated than the top models of the country.

I’m constantly trying to assess if she is a daring feminist or a glorified porn star? Is she unbelievably smart?

Dubbed internet trolls combine their destructive energies and begin a vicious game of one-upping each other.

Can’t we channel our rage and write hilarious characters instead? Push back our claws and bring justice with a smile?

In my sleep I saw three dreams. One of him. One of her. And one of all three of us together. Always three.

Another hour passes. Another unrecognisable body found. And we stack it all up in our heads as another tragedy.

Everywhere we turn, women are knifing each other with their eyes, constantly judging and ridiculing each other.