Welcome, one and all, to the wild and whimsical world of Sarah C Thewlis, writer, philosopher and all-round genius! Her debut novel is still in the process of being published, so in the meantime she goes about her ordinary life, documenting her adolescent experiences and musings in her blog. Follow her progress in the press section, browse through samples of her writing, and if you're still utterly lost and confused, the "about me" page should help. It's a magical mystery tour, sit back and enjoy the ride!

Recent Posts

Where is my mind?

I'm writing a philosophy essay on the mind, but all I can come up with are song lyrics. Trying to write about finding the mind through introspection and I've got the Pixies' "Where is my mind?" repeating over and over again in my head.

Something's been happening lately...

Wow, it's been a long time since I last blogged. A lot of stuff has been going on in the meantime. I did some exams, which went well. To celebrate, some friends and I went up to Valencia for the free MTV winter show. It feels like ages ago now, but remembering it still makes me smile. We saw Lightspeed Champion, Mystery Jets, Arctic Monkeys and some Spanish band whose name I have forgotten.

Pictures, exams

I haven't posted in a while now, mainly because of the massive mountain of work I have piling up. I've got big exams in less than a week. Oh noes. However, I have finished the extended essay I have been working on for what seems like an eternity.


Happy new year everyone! It feels like I should write an epic entry detailing all the defining moments of 2009, as well as listing all the major events of the Noughties. I should reflect over the past and make predictions for the future, include a perceptive commentary on my generation as a whole and the way society has developed since the dawn of the new millenium.


We zig-zagged and cross-hatched through a world we
Embroidered, embellished with stars,
Painted swirls and curves on the canvas, we
Made beautiful all that was ours.
The patterns were so pleasing to our polka-dotted eyes,
The tartan clouds we sent spiralling,
Down through sequined skies.
Flowers marked our kisses, perfect flowers on our skin,
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Christmas etc.

Hope everyone had a good Christmas (or any other form of winter celebration). Mine was good, mainly because of this:

I'm a Waterfall

I was off school today with a migraine, not much fun. :( Not being able to do much else, I resorted to collage-therapy. I love making collages, so I suppose you could say I have an obsessive-collaging-disorder (get it? OCD! Yes, I know, terrible pun). So while I have not done anything worthwhile today, I have made this:

Geography and Plays

Well hello again. I realise I haven't posted in a while, apologies to my many adoring fans (ie. my mom and some random redditorz), however I do have a semi-valid excuse. I have been in England this past week doing interviews for university. It sounds scary and stressful but in fact it was quite pleasant.

Bathroom Geography

Hospital gown, open at the back,
Revealing red polkadot underwear,
Toothpaste blue or mouthwash cerulean,
Enclosing burning skin, rippling organs,
A wedding of sickliness,
A straggling veil of thinning hair.

Soon she'll be down, open at the back,
Shredded, embedded in a mortuary sack,
Toilet-bowl pale and toothbrush thin,

Music, Musings, Meringues...

Today was nice :) It's my friend Caroline's birthday. Happy Birthday, love! Not-sweet-but-very-nice-anyway 17!
"We were only seventeen, we were holding back our screams..."
Another ten points for anyone who guesses the song!