Sarah O'Connor

Writer – Playwright – Cannot Save You From The Robot Apocalypse

Last month I went speed dating. It came up on my Instagram. It seemed fun, exciting, different. Pre-pandemic I was on some apps with no luck. I didn’t know how to send a good message to someone, I didn’t know how I could tell if I liked someone based on a picture where the person …

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“One day I will die, and one day everyone I know will die. One day everyone I don’t know will die. One day every animal and plant on this planet will die. One day earth itself will die, and one day all of humanity, and all relics of human life,” (Austin). Twenty-seven-year-old atheist lesbian Gilda …

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“We are restless people by nature. We roam, from one house to another, one city to the next. There is a limit to how long we can stay somewhere before people start to notice,”(Moore 13). Seventeen-year-old Pieta, or as she’s called Pie, is invisible. Not in the metaphorical sense, but really truly invisible. She is …

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I love Midnight Mass. I haven’t written a post about it yet, vaguely mentioned it in a book review, but I’m still working on how exactly to say it. I have too many words and none of them seem good enough yet, but I promise you it’s coming. So why bring up Midnight Mass if I’m not going …

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I’ve had trouble writing blog posts. This isn’t shocking or new to anyone, I’ve talked about it a handful of times promising to do better, to be more regular on here. Hell, I used to write blog post every Monday religiously, was able to keep this site updated with my own thoughts. But then the …

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I received this book from The Next Best Book Club in exchange for an honest review. Can one short story make or break a book? If the book in question is What If We Were Somewhere Else then my answer would be yes, the guilty story being “The Human,” but we’ll get to that later. But if I’m …

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I received this book from The Next Best Book Club in exchange for an honest review. “Wild rubber trees don’t grow in groves; they are spread throughout forests thick with vegetation and fraught with danger. Nor can trees be tapped throughout the year. Still, people rushed to the jungle to make their fortune in rubber,” (Schweighardt 1). …

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“Rule number one of being a woman from Trinidad: be hella fierce,” (Kamal 5). Trisha hates her father who comes and goes as he pleases living his life between his family in Trinidad and his one with Trisha and her mom in Toronto’s east-end. Trisha wishes he would stay in Trinidad though because when her …

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“Whoever had written the note understood that by masking one’s peculiarities, one invokes authority. There is nothing as imposing as anonymity,” (Moshfegh 3). One day while Vesta is walking her dog Charlie by the woods near her house she finds a slip of paper which reads, “Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who …

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It’s almost the end of January but I have a new article on Sartorial Geek! Why is it important that I mention it’s almost the end of January? Because my article has to do with New Year’s Resolutions and despite what you may think it’s not too late to figure that out, especially if you’re …

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