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Naomi Westerman

Happy Death Club

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Playwright Naomi Westerman was an anthropology grad student studying death rituals around the world when her whole family died, turning death from the academic to the deeply personal. She struggled with grief and talking about, particularly as a young woman, realising while death is everywhere in our culture, grief is harder to find in specialist ways.

This Inkling combines academic study with memoir to discuss the popularity of murder as entertainment in true crime podcasts; women working in the death industry; Naomi's love of horror and what it's like writing horror movies for a living when your mum was maybe murdered; the rise of death peer support groups; and death rituals in other countries. Happy Death Club provides a frank, touching and sometimes hilarious look at death, grief, and bereavement.
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2024
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  • Daniela Flores Mezaje citiralaprije 9 dana
    But maybe a good death means a good life. A life not full of unfulfilled dreams, or plans for the future that will never be realised.
  • i.je citiralaprije 11 dana
    But I think in the end I would like to know that
    it’s my time, like an animal tapping into some ancient knowledge lost to humans, and walk very deep into a forest, and simply sit down and listen to the birds. And after perhaps some hours or centuries I wouldn’t be me any more but would be part of the forest, slipping seamlessly into something bigger as day slips into night
  • i.je citiralaprije 11 dana
    Death is certainly often painful for those left behind, but what if we’re all wrong? What if dying really is an experience ‘of exquisite sweetness’, lifting us to some higher plane of consciousness? What if there really is nothing to fear?

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