Some of you may (or may not) have noticed that I disappeared from blogging for a little while and I wanted to share with you all why that happened, and my thoughts on returning to blogging.
As the start of the new academic term rapidly approaches, new and returning students alike may be feeling anxious about what’s to come over the next academic year. What will your classes be like? Will you get the lecturer who understands the difficulties of 21st-century studenthood or the lecturer who seems determined to make your life hell? Will you stand awkwardly outside of lecture halls, unable to talk to anyone or will you quickly find yourself immersed in a large group?
From the moment that acceptance letter lands in your lap, you may have found your mind drifting off to one or more of these scenarios. Unsurprisingly, we hold a lot of expectations about what our uni experience is going to be. We are constantly assaulted with ideas and images of what “uni life” is going to be like from wild hall parties, cold showers in grubby student houses, never quite getting your seminar readings done, hanging around at multiple society events, and developing lifelong friends. But what happens if you get to university and find none of these things happening to you?
Well, I am here to tell you that it is 100% okay. And you are not alone.
Every year I look forward to Autumn, forever picturing the beautiful orange and yellow leaves falling on the increasingly frosty ground against an atmospheric backdrop of photogenic mist, much like the picture above. Yet every year, I am always disappointed by the pelting rain outside and bone-chilling cold that seeps into our little flat making Autumn a lot less romantic but also supplying me with an easy excuse to lock myself away under piles of blankets with a hot chocolate and one of the many diverse books that I’m looking forward to reading this Autumn. And this Autumn we are in for a treat with all of the diverse books which are about to drop which, needless to say, I am very excited for. As we are lucky that there are so many, I’m going to focus on the diverse books which I’m personally looking forward to reading but feel free to share others in the comments below or on twitter as usual ❤
The descent of the bleak greyness, the creeping winter chill, and the slowly diminishing light marks the rapid arrival of winter, and the final deathly blow to the summer we never really got. This can be a difficult time of year for many people whose mental and physical health takes a heavy blow from the withdrawal of summery goodness. In addition, many of my followers on Twitter have likewise been finding the past few weeks a struggle in the aftermath of the post-con depression. Attending conventions can be a wonderful experience of acceptance, love and surprising motivation borne from such an electrifying atmosphere. The return home can be a very unpleasant jolt back to the mundaneness of our everyday lives which can lead to a worsening of mental and physical health.