I deeply miss being alone in a room full of people. Walking through a crowded train station in a city where I know no one, an indistinguishable face amongst many at the cinema, a supporter whose noise has been subsumed by the crowd.
Recently, I was sitting with some friends outside at the pub talking about the impending possibility of happiness. A lot of our joy comes from situations where we lose ourselves or become someone else for a while. Dancing, celebrating, being in nature—all of these involve surrendering part of ourselves to something bigger. But recently, we’ve had to be ourselves for so long. Literally staring at our faces, having our every move reflected back at us.
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By Hannah Tyler At the end of In the Mood for Love, Tony Leung finds a shallow crevice in the wall at Angkor Wat, whispers a secret into it and fills it with mud and moss. At the end of Roman Holiday, Gregory Peck exchanges a wordless look with Audrey Hepburn. He slowly walks away … Continue reading Romance is Dead, Long Live Romance
It’s so weird when you can feel history happening to you. With over 100,000 deaths in the UK from COVID, how will history see this pandemic? Continue reading I Got the Pfizer Vaccine and I Feel Physically But Not Emotionally Fine
By Hannah Tyler Spoiler alert for a whole lot of space movies. Over the past few weeks I’ve been having what I insist on calling Space Lady Season: watching films that involve female scientists in space (or near aliens). I managed to get through Arrival, Interstellar, Contact, and Proxima before I decided to ruin something … Continue reading Women Own the Void
I could feel the ridiculous nature of what I was doing as I tapped my card on the card reader. I feel like if I can only get my apartment looking perfect—if it smells pretty, if it feels cosy enough—all of these things will insulate me from The Badness. Continue reading I Keep Buying Things, Please Help
There is no miracle cream for a deformed face and I’m just fine. I’m the girl at the end of the ad who got the date. Continue reading How I Was Told To Feel About My Scar
By Hannah Tyler I sit on the table in the backyard on a London summer evening staring up at the slowly darkening sky. I can hear voices floating gently over the fence from the neighbours, see the glow of warm light escaping from my window. I quietly lie on my back on our rickety picnic … Continue reading The Hidden World of Animal Sounds
By Hannah Tyler *A note on language: During the writing of this piece I learned, ironically, that Navajo is not a Navajo word. It was a name imposed by the Spanish from a Tewa-puebloan word that means place of large planted fields. Dinè means ‘the people’ in Navajo language and a vote in 2017 to … Continue reading Naming a Virus Without a Name
We’ve been living on screens for a long time. Continue reading How to See Through Screens
As the reservoirs of a host of viruses, bats have acquired a rather bad reputation. Continue reading In Defence of Bats