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A: 33 / S: Female / L: Sydney

Now that I’ve established myself as an aging millennial—MSN Messenger, anyone?—let me introduce myself properly.

My name is Lucy and I like to write about the niche phenomena that interest me. Like the psychosocial impact of algorithms, outsider art and why everyone is turning to magical thinking in these crazy, mixed-up times.

‘What keeps you up at night?’ is a question that I’m interested in. Recently, I’ve been asking people what kept them up at night as a kid. Answers vary from recurring nightmares to objectively hilarious horror film plots that were deeply harrowing to our more tender, neuroplastic brains.

When I was a kid, thoughts of the universe kept me awake. You know, that infinitely expanding nothingness (or somethingness) waiting on the other side of life. I’d strain against the edges of my consciousness—which by day was mostly concerned with memorising Aqua lyrics and deciding which Saddle Club character best represented my personality—to imagine what lay beyond the moon and stars, before retreating to the comfortable materiality of my single bed, its sheets dotted with tiny red aeroplanes, and my sister snoring in her identical bed-and-sheet-combo beside me.

I suspect this tendency towards melancholic introspection is what led me to writing, starting with shocking poems and deeply serious (at the time) diary entries that, in hindsight, are pure comedy gold. Followed by a career that’s spanned independent publishing, marketing, content strategy and copy editing.

Alongside my day job, I write longform articles about this delightfully amorphous cultural landscape that we’re all livin’ in.