By: Lydia Crow
Wrestling with Vikings and picnics on trains;
Whisky with strangers and ukulele refrains;
Magic shows, Spiegeltents, comedy mime;
Dirty Dick’s, disco naps, losing track of the time;
Jazz, late-night burgers and a Space Hopper war;
Festival Frolics and a jam-packed dancefloor;
The Beautiful People with the dirtiest looks;
Charlotte Square Gardens full of coffee and books;
The Writers’ Museum in Lady Stair’s Close,
Where words of the Makars still linger like ghosts;
Those painful Fringe shows and those sheer delights,
Piano bar ladies and firework nights.
By: Lydia Crow
This relaunch, rebirth perhaps, of ShiverWriggle was planned months ago. Back in the misty realms of 2015, it was agreed that summer 2016 would host The Return, and we would re-enter this maze of the world wide web.
Even just in the intervening months since it was thus decreed, the world seems to have got that little bit darker. Adamantly, as is the ShiverWriggle way, we cling to the sparks of joy and the underlying goodness of the human race. But the world has changed since we exited stage left in pursuit of our hiatus, over two and a half years ago.
Recent political events have shaken people who were previously unshakeable. The world is getting scarier by the day, and just perusing a newspaper is enough to cause little flutters of anxiety. Even the hardiest (or resolutely bloody-minded) of souls have started sporting a furrowed brow occasionally.
If we were living in a novel (and we may well be), then we would have by now reached the closing chapters, where the skies darken and the wind whispers of end times.
We are nearing the final battle of good versus evil. But yea, though we may walk through the shadows of the valley of the darkest night, the dawn is just around the corner.
Despite these apprehensive times in which we find ourselves, we believe in the good, the glad, and not letting the bastards grind us down.
Some of the plans we had for ShiverWriggle post-relaunch now seem a little too near the knuckle. In the coming weeks, we have the return of Our Girl on the Outside, providing poetic commentary on everyday news. Oh, the pressure to perform and provide, in this ever-worrying world.
But it’s not all potential doom and gloom. Starting this week, we have a new addition to ShiverWriggle’s repertoire. A little something for Creates, slipping quietly in the backdoor with no explanation or introduction. Watch this space.
We’ll be providing you all with a new ShiverWriggle View each week, and reintroducing our Shorts. And, for the next few weeks, we’ll also be throwing some Edinburgh Festival Madness write-ups your way.
Remember, we’re always looking for new views and fresh faces, so if you have something you want to share with the world via ShiverWriggle, get in touch.
We need as many voices as possible to join us in our crusade of unstoppable creativity and sheer stubborn determination. We will not go gently into that dark night of fear and spite.
This is our world, and now is the time to reclaim it.
Hello again, friends. Anybody still out there?
Can you believe that it was seven years ago today that ShiverWriggle first emerged, fawn-like, to bask in the sunshine of the World Wide Web? Time flies when you’re everywhere and nowhere.
That’s right; we’re back! It’s been just over two and a half years since our girl took a break, and much has changed. The site has been given a spring-clean and a new suit of clothes. Over half of the original material has now been archived, but you can still find over two hundred individuals posts on these pages.
We’re still working on fully updating the site (we were hoping to be a little further on, but The World happened in the last week), so expect further updates over the coming weeks.
We’ll be rolling out new content in the next few days but, for now, let us just say that it’s a delight to be back. Exciting times!
They say all good things come to an end, but we don’t intend for this to be the end. No, ShiverWrigglers, we’re just taking a break to catch our collective breath before we infiltrate your lives once again.
Some of our regular contributors are working on some independent projects at present (expect to see more of them over the coming months) and so we have decided to take a break from your screens for a while.
We’re biding our time, waiting for our moment to strike. When you blow out your candle to go to sleep (for, yes, you live in a Dickensian-era novel), we’ll be there. Watching.
You cannot escape us. We’re always around. We are ShiverWriggle.