Claire Lacey
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Small comforts
A meditation on ecotourism, loneliness, and a holiday in Whakatāne that accidentally turned into a book review. “Sometimes, a person reaches a point in their life when it becomes absolutely essential to get the fuck out of the city.” This is the opening line of Becky Chambers’ cosy sci-fi novella A Psalm for the Wild-Built.…
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The backcountry, my body
All about accessibility and ambling. A BACKCOUNTRY TRAMP TAKES CAREFUL PLANNING. EVEN MORESO IF, LIKE ME, YOU ARE DISABLED. I HAVE AN ACQUIRED BRAIN INJURY, SUSTAINED IN MY LATE 20S. It’s not just the headaches, or the brain fog, the memory loss, or the fatigue; it’s the way I feel like I have to justify…