A Letter to the Editor’s Desk (From Facebook)
A Facebook Journal update about one of my extended absences in 2019, written in the style of Hunter S. Thompson for no reason at all.
Read MoreA Facebook Journal update about one of my extended absences in 2019, written in the style of Hunter S. Thompson for no reason at all.
Read MoreHow I got run down fighting fascism & imperialism at the same time; and why I’m back to fight again
Read MoreAfter a hectic two days of appeals, trying to figure out Twitter’s byzantine rules enforcement system and spreading out my social media presence I’m back to announce that I won’t be quitting but I’m at the mercy of kind readers who subscribe to & share my articles.
Read MoreA short and angry blog post about Twitter censorship and the Blue Checkmark hierarchy.
Read MoreA personal blog about why social media and the everyday grind of running my own website are driving me ballistic.
Read MoreTrapped without internet or a phone line for the night, Nina finally gets around to answering some common reader questions about ninaillingworth.com.
Read MoreAnnouncing a brief absence due to a death in my family…
Read MoreA free verse poem about loss, change and alienation by Nina Illingworth written in January, 2016
Read MoreEditor’s note: this is one of the first short stories I wrote after more than a decade away from writing fiction and was originally carried on my blog sportsballchic.com in the summer of 2015. My intention, was to portray a man struggling to overcome his own depression and anxiety problems after a long period of disconnection/isolation in the most humane, realistic way possible. All too often, stories about mental health begin and end with tired, melodramatic tropes that fail to recognize that an alienating sense of “otherness” may in fact be a completely rational response to an unfeeling, unloving and at times completely absurd world around us. But for time and pressure, we are all Walter Emanuel and it is my sincerest hope that I’ve told his story with the dignity, compassion and hopefulness it deserves. – NI
Read MoreEditor’s note: this is another piece I wrote in the late summer of 2015 for my blog at sportsballchic.com. My orginal idea was to tell a story about the peculiar way large, faceless institutions tend to promote the most selfish and dishonest people ahead of their more sociable, and in most cases far more deserving co-workers. This naturally drew me towards police work and my hometown of Detroit Michigan were we spend an afternoon on the job with Cal Newsome – a man who can’t seem to stop falling upward.
Read MoreA poem about growing up transgendered by Nina Illingworth
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