SEGUE, SEGUE, SATURDAY
cindyphillips From my Substack archives: Segue Segue, SaturdayCindy Phillips, Jun 28, 2025 I love a slooooow segue; the learning is the aphrodisiac, and I type my own em dashes – because…
pop psychology
MAYBE YOU DON’T OWN YOUR NOVEL DRAFT, DID YOU KNOW THAT?
"Penguin Random House has filed a lawsuit against OpenAI, alleging its chatbot ChatGPT violated copyright by mimicking and reproducing the content of a popular series of German children’s books. The…
So long, WordPress, hello, Substack (for a while…)
I’ll be back soon, writing regularly on everything from history and culture to the odd bit of kitchen-sink philosophy. Need a distraction from the news? Yesterday’s piece covered the perfect…
Doughnuts and Dreams: Of Presidents, Pastries, and Presley’s Private Pain
Today's post unwraps a curious blend of faith, folklore, and that feeling of being just a little bit too clever for your own good. Featuring literary gossip, a nod to…
You’re So Vain, You Probably Think This Blog Is About Pigs
My birthday calendar says we’ve got Orwell and Carly Simon on the same day? That’s literary-political sass and 70s self-aware sparkle rolled into one. Delicious! “All animals are equal, but…
Ray Davies, Jean-Paul Sartre, and the Solstice
Today’s Brew: Existentialism, English pop, and a shared birthday June 21st isn’t just the solstice. It also happens to be the birthday of two men who couldn’t have looked more…
EARWIG, CAREFUL HOW YOU GO!
“There was some women in a café the other week that I was sat in, and she came up and she sat down with her mate and she was talkin’…
LOCATION LOCATION LOCATION
Have you thought about what kind of “senior living community” you want to die in? Godawful phrase that, innit, Senior Living? For most of my peers it is a perpetual…
CAN WE UNRAVEL THE BAMBOOZLE?
We’ve got ourselves a new cabinet, a brand new South African government; anything could happen. It’s all subjunctive, it’s all ‘what if this happens’, or ‘why didn’t they…’, that’s what…
MUSIC TO SLIT YOUR WRISTS BY?
It’s the anniversary of the death of Mahler. I’ve been ferreting out bits about his miserable messy life this week, because of Gropius, but I mustn’t digress to architecture here.…