First off, it’s nice that I can post any old thing on this blog and y’all read it anyway. You might be here for the politics, or the writing, or the queerness, or the book recs, but you seem to keep reading regardless of my dumping uncategorized content in here. I love you, too.Continue reading “Long Absence, Few Words”
Let me tell you a story.
I used to work as a dog-walker/cat-sitter/chicken-chaser/iguana-nurse. (I signed up for the dog-walking part, and the rest just happened.)Continue reading “In Case of Fire, Don’t Be Shy”
So, you wrote a book and it’s out in the world now. You don’t have a Big 5 powerhouse shelling out thousands of dollars to market it, and so, in addition to your classy Author hat, you must wear many others; the ink-stained chapeau of the publisher, the bedazzled manic pixie dream bowler of the public personality, and finally, the logo-emblazoned baseball cap of the promoter.
Shoving your own work in front of people’s faces is hard.Continue reading “Self-Promotion for Indie Authors: Spam Not Included”
I have been running myself ragged trying to be an activist. It doesn’t take much for me to be exhausted. I’m always sick, always tired, always about to keel over.Continue reading “If You Can Do More”
While struggling to keep laying down words in both Pharos and Epitaph for Everything Else, I realized I had a problem. I’d forgotten how books work.Continue reading “I Forgot How Books Work”
I recently took a trip back to Vermont for my Grandfather’s memorial service. He was a good man. I miss him. He taught me to fish and to be patient; I still try to use one of those things every day.Continue reading “A Grief And A Gift”
I’m stuck! Wheee!Continue reading “Banging Your Head On Your Desk, And Other Solutions”
As most of you know, I have some mobility issues that come with chronic illness. My body is always at a minimum of 2 on the pain scale, hates moving for long stretches, and has a tendency to keel over.Continue reading “Getting the Electric Chair and Living”
Living with your own body as it devolves via chronic illness is, as I have mentioned before, no fun. It’s a bit like getting covered in layer after layer of ash until you feel heavy and small, until you start to wonder if this is your own personal Pompeii and soon you’re going to be a ruin.Continue reading “Winter Solstice (On the Whole)”
My hackers & faeries novel Phaethon, a long strange trip in the making, is now available from Pandamoon Publishing.
You can get it right here.