Author Archives: charlottejane2002

About charlottejane2002

Author of 'P is for Prostitution', 'The Bloody Sacrifice' and co-editor of 'A Contemporary Western Book of the Dead' which are all published by Mandrake of Oxford. Italian publisher Roberto Migliussi has recently released 'The Sky is a Gateway, Not a Ceiling', a book of Charlotte's collected essays printed alongside images of his own art work. Charlotte is also an artist who creates spiritually directed art works from road kill and found objects. She has had her written work printed in anthologies and various magazines and on line publications and has given presentations at many events and institutions including Edinburgh University and Brooklyn's 'Museum of Morbid Anatomy'. Her art work has been exhibited widely including at London's Chelsea Gallery and The Bath Royal Literary and Scientific Institute, and is soon to be shown in New York.

The Missonary Position

I’m still thinking and slow reacting to the #MeToo movement. I’ll use the expression movement because the ripple effect of the revelations are so fluid and far reaching, they will take a long time to fully impact. Initially I felt … Continue reading

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Travels with my Mother

My mother had always wanted to travel but raising two (very problematic) children and coping with her many phobias prevented the fulfilment of this dream until her late forties. By that time she had developed breast cancer and COPD but … Continue reading

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A Pound of Flesh

I was talking to a woman recently whose 32 year old niece had just been hospitalised for anorexia and I remember thinking how sad it was that someone of that age could still be controlled by the illness (and have … Continue reading

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The Invisible Woman

Somewhere over the years I came across the concept put forward by Germaine Greer about the invisibility of the older woman. I’ve never read it contextually but as I’ve grown older it has resonated more and more strongly for me, … Continue reading

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The Mating Rituals of the Modernist

There is building work on the street that I live in, so I’m sitting in a dark room, hoping the sensory deprivation will act as a bark deterrent to the two pugilistic terriers I live in. I’m slowly getting my … Continue reading

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Those Around Me

A follower of my blog suggested that I talk about how those around me regard my virus. It seems good to write of this rather than my talking myself into an ad finitum weeping and wailing loop repetively circling my potential … Continue reading

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Coffee, Urticaria and Reinvention

I’m sitting in a coffee bar, knocking back strong caffeine and trying not to scratch my swollen and slightly blistered eyelids. I’d mulled over writing this blog about my time journeying in China but I thought fuck it…hopefully I’ll never … Continue reading

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