Having recently turned 18, I have been launched into the world of adulthood completely without my consent. With school and grades and all simple things ripped out from under my feet, I’m finding that- in order to stay sane- a hobby is necessary.
Here- a hobby.
I’m many things; amongst these many things I am a queer and a creative, I am a feminist and an obnoxious piece of work. Some may argue this makes me perfect for journalism- I argue it makes me perfect for any career that does not involve direct public involvement.
Let’s give it a go.