Where queer millennial nostalgia settles in. Part diary, part TV debrief, part late night spiral about the scenes that shaped us. A place for the characters we held close, the crushes we could not shake, and the moments that linger long after the credits fade, usually turning up again when we least expect it.
Nathan writes about TV as memory, queer adolescence as folklore, and the tiny moments that shaped who we became. He lives in Naarm with his cat, Captain.
Always in support of queer rights, trans lives, and a free Palestine.
I acknowledge the Traditional Custodians of the lands and waters across Australia and pay my respects to First Nations peoples, past and present. Their stories, knowledge and care for Country continue to shape this place, and I’m grateful to be writing on lands where storytelling has always mattered.
