Reading Roundup — November edition

Happy Thanksgiving. If you, like me, had a virtual Thanksgiving this year then I wish you the best of luck with your wifi connection. In the meantime, here are the books I've been reading in order to get through my Covid-generated quarantine and general since of weirdness this month. My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady... Continue Reading →

Finding peace in the Good Place

I've watched a lot of people die. This is a morbid place to start this particular blog entry, but I recently realized that not everyone is as involved in the deaths of their loved ones as I have been blessed to be. I have felt, watching my great-grandmothers and my grandparents and and the S.O.'s... Continue Reading →

The full 2020 experience

Yesterday, I waited in line for two hours to get a Covid test I probably didn't need, seeing as we already know the S.O. has Covid. It was my first time getting a Covid test and, at risk of putting you off of getting one, I thought I would describe the experience. Waiting in line... Continue Reading →

On cross-dressing as narrative device

I asked for blogpost ideas recently and I got this awesome discussion question from Miramira Endevall. It reads: There are ever so many stories about women dressing up as men to go do things, but very few the other way around, and then for comedy a la Charlie's Aunt. Is this because women's spaces aren't... Continue Reading →

Some Halloween stories

It being October and our options for celebration being a touch limited, I've been reading and watching and listening to all sorts of spooky tales. It doesn't seem right this year to not read something grim and dark and a little terrible -- the light is not for us, in this strange and chaotic year.... Continue Reading →

Writing and recovery

Back in August I wrote somewhere upwards of 12,000 words in nine days, or about 1,300 words a day, which doesn't seem like much but is as much as I've been managing in a week for the last several months. It was exquisite. And then I came down. In fitness, there's a concept called a... Continue Reading →

The eldritch horror of capitalism

Recently I've been listening to Old Gods of Appalachia, a Lovecraft-inspired horror podcast set in my mountains. It's been a lot of fun to listen to, not least because this story is situated within the deep history of Appalachia -- of labor unions, witching, and yes, the occasional spot of racism. It doesn't flinch from... Continue Reading →

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