Tag Archives: PTSD

April 29

Criminologist or criminal? Liminal spaces as the site for auto/biography

I am delighted to announce that my article is now published In Methodological Innovations. I will record a podcast shortly to discuss the article further. You can access the article here. If you use my article for teaching purposes, please let me know for my portfolio. Solidarity to all those with messy stories and struggling […]

April 14

Podcast- Trauma-informed teaching

I have recorded a short podcast below on the value of trauma-informed teaching. I write about trauma throughout my blog and as a teacher with CPTSD I am committed to a trauma-led pedagogical approach. I welcome contact on twitter @plasticdollheads Or via email me via my institution staff webpage here. Kind wishes, Gemma x

April 11

Attention Whore: Writing to Rupture

I will start this post by thanking the formidable Mona Eltahawy for inspiring it with this essay here. If you are not familiar with Eltahawy’s work, I highly recommend her blog, twitter feed and her book ‘The Seven Necessary Sins for Girls and Women’. In her essay above Mona states that: “A woman who writes […]

March 06

‘Carceral feminism’ and its critics

***Trigger warning, this blog post contains emotive and distressing descriptions and content. This is very much the start of a conversation and a series of articles I am drafting in response to critiques of ‘carceral feminism’. It is by no means an absolute answer. I will engage respectfully with those who wish to genuinely reach […]

February 27

Girl on Fire

“We reach her as, of course, as we meet all poetic resources blocked from us by mindless packaging and spiritless scholarship” (Adrienne Rich, 1993, p. 101). I write this the weekend before my 37th birthday. My Ph.D was a fluke. I had 6 hours to write my proposal after seeing the scholarship advert the day […]

November 08

Criminologist or Criminal? Liminal spaces and trauma

[**trigger warning- this post contains depictions of extreme violence that you may find causes distress**]. A recent incident by a journalist has left me reeling in terms of mental heath. I have decided to share this writing here and welcome contact from fellow survivors. I will not be debating abolitionism or having to justify or […]

August 30

The digital self and boundaries

  I am writing this on a bank holiday Sunday afternoon. The dogs have been walked at one of our favourite places pictured here in the glorious sun, the house is scrubbed, online church done, incense and candles are on, and I am gearing up to peel myself off the sofa and head back out. […]

August 25

Spiritual Nourishment

  This photo was taken on a beautiful day which I blog about here. It seems like a lifetime ago now, before the pandemic that has changed our lives beyond recognition. This picture speaks of joy, of togetherness, of spiritual nourishment, of quality time with my mum, a circle of strong women who uplift one […]

July 05

Smoky rooms of melancholic men

[Pictured is the now demolished ‘Blood Tub Hotel’, formally known as the New Dock Hotel, Birkenhead]. I didn’t realise how much I like pubs or relied on them,until COVID-19 shut the world down. Firstly, I rarely drink alcohol, and when I do it is whilst hosting friends at my house or dinners at theirs.  Apart […]