Hanson, Marilee. "John Keats Letters To Fanny Keats, 26 October 1819" https://englishhistory.net/keats/letters/fanny-keats-26-october-1819/, March 6, 2015 As someone who is in their late teenage years, I fully feel the pressure and stress that comes with the media in portraying the 'perfect body' and the sadness when you realise you 'don't fit' with it. Well, this book encourages people to embrace their flaws and to turn them into something they love about themselves. Nothing makes me more excited for a day of designing at work than knowing that cherry is going to entertain me with these funny, inspiring and real podcasts. Its so refreshing to hear such open and honest conversations and to hear inspiring womens stories! Please dont stop :)

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Need to cancel an existing donation? (It's okay — life changes course. I treasure your kindness and appreciate your I had been feeling rubbish for about four days but I had been really busy at work so just carried on,” recalls Cherry, 38, who fronts shows including BBC One’s Sunday Morning Live and Inside The Factory with Gregg Wallace on BBC Two. I really would rate this a 4.5/5, and I do recommend it to anyone who wants to understand and start loving themselves and to just learn that you are not alone with your thoughts and emotions, as everyone goes through this.I cannot say when I shall get a volume ready. I have three or four stories half done, but as I cannot write for the mere sake of the press, I am obliged to let them progress or lie still as my fancy chooses. By Christmas perhaps they may appear, but I am not yet sure they ever will. 'Twill be no matter, for Poems are as common as newspapers and I do not see why it is a greater crime in me than in another to let the verses of an half-fledged brain tumble into the reading-rooms and drawing-room windows. Rice has been better lately than usual: he is not suffering from any neglect of his parents who have for some years been able to appreciate him better than they did in his first youth, and are now devoted to his comfort. In a sea of layered, complicated, important and sometimes angry debate around childbirth, she is a mast to hold onto. Letters from Miss Cassandra Austen to her niece Miss Knight, after the death of her sister Jane, July 18, 1817.

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I am so glad that this book exists. We need more honest accounts of women by women exploring and speaking candidly about what women experience and go through, even if it is subjective. The more subjective accounts we have the more we’ll be encouraged to look at stories and each other objectively. In this hilarious and candid memoir about twenty-first-century womanhood, Cherry Healey shares outrageous, poignant and eye-wateringly funny confessions. "This book is a love letter, to my body. In fact it's several letters - to every part from my brain to my belly. I spent most of my life hating by body. I forced it to survive on a diet of ham; I squeezed it into asphyxiating support pants; I accidentally cut my delicate area whilst trimming my lady garden. But now I've realized that it deserves some well overdue TLC. This book is the story of how I've come to understand some vital life lessons, and started to love being a woman. I hope you enjoy it. Except you, Mum and Dad. You should stop reading now. It's for the best. I promise." Warm, honest and heartfelt, Letters to my Fanny will have you gasping in recognition. They can happen if I’m too hot, get dehydrated, go on a long haul flight, if I’m overtired; so many different reasons. As I’ve got older they have become more regular and they have peaked since the birth of my second child, Bear, who is five. I’ve had dozens,” says Cherry, who also has a daughter, Coco, nine.Each chapter opens with a letter to a different body part: 'Letters to my Fanny' covers sex, orgasms and periods; 'Letters to my Brain' covers education, memory and media; 'Letters to my Tummy' covers crop-tops, pregnancy and sit-ups.

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I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures. Exactly a year after John Keats (October 31, 1795–February 23, 1821) extolled the joys of being single, he fell in love. Fanny Brawne wasn’t beautiful by conventional standards, but she possessed enchanting erudition, a pair of intense blue eyes, and a disarming smile. Suddenly, Keats found himself ablaze with the ferocious temporary madness that infatuation inflicts upon the human heart, consumed with thoughts of his beloved and utterly unable to embody the now-legendary notion of “negative capability,” which he had coined two years earlier — the ability to rest into the unknown and not force outcomes upon uncertainty. What greater an impossibility for a heart that desires assurances of everlasting love, that demands nothing less than eternity?It’ll be interesting to see how the book does – there will be more writing, that’s for sure, but whether it will be published or not is a different story! You absorb me in spite of myself—you alone: for I look not forward with any pleasure to what is called being settled in the world; I tremble at domestic cares—yet for you I would meet them, though if it would leave you the happier I would rather die than do so. Tomorrow I shall, if my health continues to improve during the night, take a look fa[r]ther About the country, and spy at the parties about here who come hunting after the picturesque like beagles. It is astonishing how they raven down scenery like children do sweetmeats. The wondrous Chine here as a very great Lion: I wish I had as many guineas as there have been spy-glasses in it. My most recent came during Christmas and was one of the fastest I had experienced. It went from a few twinges in the morning to lying on the floor unable to go anywhere by lunchtime.