Goodbye to the Girlboss

A little over a year ago I renamed my Substack ‘That Girlboss Theologian’.

Here’s the backstory.

Around that time, Twitter suddenly started limiting the exposure of Substack links on its platform. Those of us posting our links there found their views plummeting. Switching your Substack over to a custom domain name seemed to offer a workaround. And so, www.thatgirlbosstheologian.com was born.

I explain the full story behind the name in this post here. But if you are a TL;DR kinda person, the short story is that a doofus dude had called me an “annoying girlboss theologian”. Maggots were also involved in the comment. Instead of getting all offended by it, I—and a number of other women—decided to just embrace it as a satirical badge of honour. We may have had our own merch.

Thus, when I needed to pick a new domain name… well ‘That Girlboss Theologian’ seemed an obvious (and humorous) choice.

Alas, I have since received a growing number of snide doofus-esque comments about my moniker. Apparently, it marks me out as a proud, arrogant, feminist, liberal, man-hater. 🤷🏼‍♀️ It seems that recognising and appreciating satire is somewhat of a dying art these days.

Part of me—the doofuses would surely say the proud and arrogant parts—didn’t want to pander to those who lack both a sense of humour and a generous spirit. However, in the interest of becoming weak to win over the weak (and giving these guys one less reason to dismiss me out-of-hand), I decided it just wasn’t worth the hassle anymore.

And so it’s time to:

Say goodbye to That Girlboss Theologian

and

Say hello to (the far more boringly named) Dani(elle) Treweek | Writes.

In other words, this place has got a new name, a new domain (writing.danielletreweek.com) and a new accent colour. But apart from that, it's pretty much a case of keeping calm and carrying on. (Psst. I’m working on getting thatgirlbosstheologian.com to redirect here)

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While you are here, I should apologise for being somewhat AWOL lately. It’s been a busy (and difficult) few months, and I haven’t had much spare time or emotional energy for writing on the side.

On June 2nd, my grandmother, Monica, passed away. My family and I had held 24/7 vigil by her hospital bedside for a week before she took her last breath. My sister and I were at her side as she did. I had spent six nights sitting next to her bed, stroking her hand and listening to her breathing. After she left us, it took me double that amount of time to stop waking up in a panic in the middle of the night because I could no longer hear the sound of her breathing in the room and I couldn’t find her within reach.

Death is just awful. Praise be that Jesus has defeated that last great enemy (1 Cor 15:25-26)

My Nanna, Monica

A few weeks later I was thankful to be able to take a solo writing retreat in Tasmania, Australia’s southernmost island state (or, depending on your perspective, Antarctica’s northernmost island territory). There I spent 8 days working on my forthcoming book on singleness (due for publication with The Good Book Company in late 2025). I drank a lot of tea, took long rambling walks to clear my head and realised that tending a fire alone is almost a full-time job.

After that, I headed north to Queensland, where I attended the Gafcon Australia conference before taking a proper ten-day holiday—or vacation, for my American readers. It was my longest uninterrupted holiday in a couple of years. There, I also drank a lot of tea, took long walks along the beach, and worked out the perfect air-conditioning temperature for maximum relaxation.

But now here I am. Back at my desk, busily unearthing my inbox, and actively fostering a state of denial about all the deadlines I have to meet over the next few months.

I’m looking forward to being back in your inbox soon. I can only hope that you’ll be just as interested in the thoughts of boring old Dani(elle) Treweek as you were in That Girlboss Theologian.

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PS. In exciting news, The Meaning of Singleness is one of ten shortlisted for the Australian Christian Book of the Year Award!