Ogglypoogly was always there, but you might not have noticed. A passive observer, absorbing the world, waiting for the right words.
An occasional photographer and lover of literature, film, music and comedy. The Sheffield based mother of two is a slave to a legion of cats, organiser of small events in their spare time with a to-do list so long they don't have time to write it down.
Ogglypoogly doesn't care how much you love this band or how many times you've seen them, they came for the music and wish you had too.
Outsideleft exists on a precarious no budget budget. We are interested in hearing from deep and deeper pocket types willing to underwrite our cultural vulture activity. We're not so interested in plastering your product all over our stories, but something more subtle and dignified for all parties concerned. Contact us and let's talk. [HELP OUTSIDELEFT]
If Outsideleft had arms they would always be wide open and welcoming to new writers and new ideas. If you've got something to say, something a small dank corner of the world needs to know about, a poem to publish, a book review, a short story, if you love music or the arts or anything else, write something about it and send it along. Of course we don't have anything as conformist as a budget here. But we'd love to see what you can do. Write for Outsideleft, do. [SUBMISSIONS FORM HERE]