Sarah O'Connor

Are these italicized intros intriguing or annoying? Only time will tell…

My life is a series of unfortunate events. I could elaborate on what exactly that means, even though I have on here in the past already. People close to me know these details, or at least some of them. When they hear my name people are immediately filled with pity, describing my family as “troopers” who are “so positive” with all the bad that’s happened. One of my talents is smiling, some of my co-workers who don’t know my history joked about calling me Smiley. The old ones who do just tell me I’m always smiling and laughing, that I always look so happy. Continue reading

Another quick post because to quote Gen-Zers “it be like that sometimes.”

People seem to equate a lot of Victorian things as creepy. Maybe it’s because it’s a long time ago and therefore (very) old, maybe it’s because it was the time of Gothic novels where the only way people could entertain themselves was by telling ghost stories themselves or watching someone get hanged. Either way, people love to make the Victoria era horrifying. Continue reading

Alright it’s past midnight but I’m counting this. It’s not that I didn’t care or didn’t put time in but some days are busier than others and today was one of those days, but it was a good one. So here’s a tiny post about why I like shapeshifters.

Quick post today but I think shapeshifters are pretty cool. They’ve been in our media a lot through the years, generally shown as uncanny things to be afraid of. Sometimes I think a version of a shapeshifter is the German doppelganger just in the sense of an identical other moving around the world the same as you. The shapeshifter of course is different because it isn’t just identical to one person but everyone and everything it interacts with. I think that’s why people have used shapeshifters as villains in stories, they can be anyone, hide anywhere, go undetected. Who wouldn’t be afraid of something you can never catch? Continue reading

Want to hear the story of how I had an existential crisis in a cemetery as a child? Then keep on reading!

I’ve visited the cemetery up North where most of my family is buried for as long as I can remember. I couldn’t make sense of the history of it when I was young, the names, the dates, only that it was always hot when we went and that my mom would douse my sister and I in bug spray so we wouldn’t get bitten by black flies. Continue reading

Banshee’s are a mythical figure in Irish tradition so it was nice to get to write about them and learn more about them too!

According to Irish tradition, banshee’s can only cry for five major Irish families: the O’Neill’s, the O’Brien’s, the O’Connor’s, the O’Grady’s, and the Kavanagh’s. Despite being of one of the five families I have never heard a banshee cry, though this might be because I’m Canadian and my family immigrated to Canada from around the potato famine time the connection may just be broken. Continue reading

Black cats are some of my favourite types of cats so I’m more than thrilled to get to write about my love for them today!

I don’t have a black cat, but it’s been one of my dreams to adopt one one day.

That’s not to say I haven’t had an opportunity, I’m pretty sure there were black cats when I adopted my other two cats. But I don’t adopt based on look, I wait until I feel a connection with the animals and adopt them because of the feelings I’ve trusted when seeing them. I know that sounds crazy and is in many ways nonsensical, but it’s been accurate so far. Continue reading