Meg

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Meg
@pearlinwine
🕯🗡🦢 writer. smoking in the cinema, etc. RSC 37 plays longlist🍸 cambridge
strangetownapearldissolvedinwine.substack.comJoined February 2019

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I have a tiny review in this issue! My first ever in print <3
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Beyond the Last Estate
@BLastEstate
Issue 4 is finally in production right now. Copyediting done, writing editorial page today, will go to proof tomorrow, open for orders next week.
all the girls being supportive and nice to her versus these men finding sincerity and an earnest interest in life cringe/making fun of her is why MANY men deserve to die alone
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FearBuck
@FearedBuck
She was way too cool for any of these guys
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This video is altered (cropped and zoomed in) from the original to not show the curtain separating the two groups. This is the original: x.com/edward__bernay…
I’m doing 4.48 Psychosis for my dissertation & have so far been dealing with it objectively, from an academic distance, I suppose. But today I was reading it again and was brought to tears. It’s a tragedy that we lost her.
Recitations at last night EXTREMELY good. New fiction all dealing with different forms of encounter. There was Catholicism, anorexia, body horror, menage à trois, entanglement, sex, and e-girls being recruited to a micro state. Much of it very funny.
This is my favourite story from my childhood: it's world maths day. Primary school has a full day of maths planned. A full DAY. 8 year old me has no intention of joining in with that tomfoolery. So, I fake a cold. My mum can't take care of me so she sends me to my dad's,
she was very savvy during lockdown and promoted her music on there, foreseeing the platform’s potential before the rest of the music industry clocked it. she’s been making things for a long time, is clearly a tastemaker, and has a rare thing: artistry
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My new account: @LaraTheAtheist
@lara82753
Pinkpantheress is a "TikToker" who thinks she's a singer
Have just been to the dress rehearsal of at the Noël Coward. Jaw on floor still. Galvanising. THEATRE. Hilarious, confrontational, gut-punching, clever. I was stunned into silence by the end. Thank you to for the invitation. Unreal unreal
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This infuriated/devastated me as an undergrad. I longed for peers who were passionate. It baffled me that people who volunteered for a programme of study spent the entire thing trying to shirk it, wasting it, not engaging
I think that might have been the best episode of #Fleabag yet. I am sobbing and also shouting at the telly like it's a football match but also stunned into mouth-gaping silence and this is HAIR-RAISINGLY EXCITING TELEVISION
I’ve been thoroughly enjoying being a part of the research team on this project! Looking forward to contributing to its progress as it grows. 🏺🏛️
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Chasing Aphrodite
@ChasingAphrodit
I'm excited to announce the launch of a new project: @MuseumofLoot, a virtual gallery to collect, display and study looted antiquities repatriated since 1950 – and the trafficking networks behind them. A thread on why loot needs its own museum… Museumofloot.org
Oh, you wore a black turtleneck to the English faculty? Should we tell everyone? Should we throw a party? Should we call Merve Emre?
I committed the world’s worst crime of being taken aback when a beautiful/glamorous woman also had the sauce intellectually
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And the desperate emailing and calling around to find someone who will complain alongside her (!!) is just strikingly self-pitying. Perhaps the veering upon spiteful misdirection of her imagination is why she has not published a book herself.
Overheard in the queue to watch the Batman: ‘anyone you see with a decent fashion sense is a falmouth student. If they’ve got baggy jeans on and a north face jacket, that’s Exeter’.
There should be a room in the library specially for little freaks who talk to themselves like Gollum when they’re writing an essay (me)
In thrilling news there was no bin on my way to my meeting with the literary fellow. So I had to sit there with my mostly eaten HORRIBLE BANANA in my lap the whole time
The trouble with Cambridge men is they all think they’re Harold Bloom’s heir apparent when they’ve published nothing themselves.
Some of the most accomplished and beautiful elegant intelligent women I have ever met, and whom I adore, are being MESSED with by RAT MEN who never deserved their luminance IN the first place. I’m going to get them. If you’re a rat man reading this I’m going to get you
Macbeth at the Donmar is a whirlwind: cinematic, hypnotic, and FAST. David Tennant is, of course, a force of nature. Cush Jumbo’s Lady Macbeth compellingly restrained. Whole thing stylish, clever, modern. Leant into hauntings & ghostliness in a thoroughly enjoyable way. 5⭐️
Unbelievably excited for graduation. I’ve been dreaming of this my entire life, I got a first, & I’m going to Cambridge. My younger self would fall to her KNEES
Did my duty as a bisexual woman today by playing Phoebe Bridgers in the car & crying behind closed eyelids
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A highlight included reading a high-femme x body horror short story featuring serving cunt for twenty seconds and tending to horrific injuries with a sanitary pad. And, crucially, she did this wearing a pink satin dress reading from *matching* pink paper💞
Have finally landed in Cambridge. Have unpacked some books and the whiskey but crucially also my sylvanian so the vibes are off the charts
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So yeah, whoever that costume lady was: thank you. I've never forgotten that & I don't think I ever will. And that, ladies, gents and everyone in between, is the death defying story of how I escaped maths day at school and went and hung out in the tardis instead. Best day ever.
Sat down to write this evening and wrote 1,000 words in one sitting, at last. After a period of feeling unproductive, I’m getting squarely back in the saddle
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there is a whole world floating above your head, and you won’t look up, even briefly? Never? We can never see quite eye to eye, then. The angles are off
Had the most magical evening in at their Poets for Homer event, listening to poems by candlelight, and swooning at their brilliance. Something deeply hypnotic about the darkening windows and the plentiful wine, whilst thinking about the classical world
I lost my sense of smell in August. Today I was walking by the university gardens and all I could smell was freshly-cut grass and—and— the *daffodils*. I swooned.
This piece on Sally Rooney by Ella Cory-Wright... does she really believe that suggesting readers are simply a philistine herd without critical sensibilities is an even vaguely useful point to make? It seems INCREDIBLY shallow to simply decide: ‘well, people just have no taste’
sometimes even I look at myself and ask: how do you do it? every day ✨immaculately✨turned out. it’s statistically unlikely. & yet I manage it.
Just been to see new play, The Book of Margery Kempe. Heartfelt, sublime writing that cuts to the bone of what it is to love & rings in the head afterwards. At once miraculously funny and deeply affecting. Get the bragging rights to seeing it first.
imagine being me, who never watches superhero movies, experiencing this image. I have been the peasant boy eating the dorito
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Neb | 🏳️‍🌈
@NebsGoodTakes
Superman (2025)
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I bought three pairs of headphones to uni and one by one they have failed me do you know what a Greek fucking Tragedy this is for a girl like me
my contribution to my bestie circle is that I coin terminology. It’s a subtle influence, but I’m there. the éminence grise. guiding the dialect. you think the silly things I say won’t stick in your vocabulary. you are wrong. months later, it’ll be rolling off your tongue