Sometimes I don’t really know what to write, and then I think oh, you shouldn’t write for the sake of writing, you should write because–because you’re trying to write something. Because you’re trying to convey something. Because there’s a story you have to tell, a thought to flesh out, a destination to get to. You’re … More Writing
Any plant lovers out here?
Infinite
Tomorrow is the first day of October, which means… it’s finally Inktober! Inktober is a hallowed project in the month of Halloween, as doodlers and artists draw one ink piece a day. Based on this year’s prompts, I’ll be sharing one horror-themed drawing every single day. Over the years, I’ve watched artists join the challenge, … More Inktober 2021
Mr. Blood Moon
It’s that time of the month again. The time I crave tomatoes like there’s no tomorrow. If I could be Italuan, just for the cuisine, god, I would. Sometimes I dream about lying in a bed of tomatoes and cheese and olive oil, slowly eating through it. If only. … More Tomato Cravings And Then Some
Over the years, on WordPress, people have come and gone, shared lives and left, left old blogs to pursue new ones. They continue on with their lives, maybe updating with the occasional life update, but most often not. Sometimes blogs I’d followed closely, developed near friendships with, would be closed after years. It’d be strange … More You’ve Got a Blogger in Me
October 14th, 2021 I am the type of person who will vocalize to any and everybody that I have pet rodents. In this case, guinea pigs. The setting doesn’t matter. The audience doesn’t matter. High school math class? Rodents. English college course? Rodents. Best friends? Rodents. Co-workers? Rodents. Strangers on a bench? Rodents. Vice presidents … More October Diaries
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Here are the books I’ve read in 2021 – a visual log, sort of like my 100 Books Reading Project, which I sloughed away at for two years before finally completing. My new goal is to read – at least – 21 books in 2021. This past year, I’ve mostly been reading fiction. (Although I … More 21 Books In ’21
Late last summer. Cooped up, bored, and paranoid, we spent hours exploring parks around the city and driving downtown. Too scared to go into the antique mall, I walked around the historic square instead, camera in tow. To stave off stuffiness, we took long walks around the neighborhood. And we took frequent drives to … More Skirting Around Suburbia [35mm Film]
Lately, we’ve been on the same wavelength in slightly eerie, but mostly sweet, ways. Like how he’ll dream of a specific situation that I wake up in the morning drawn to. Or how we’ll both blurt out “thanks for cleaning the apartment” and “thank you for putting your stuff up” at the same time. Or … More Like Fish in Water
Midnight reflecting on a listicle of five highly specific things that intrigued me when I was 17, a strangely formative time. … More This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Le beau took me to the unpaved trail by the lake. When our bikes hit the loose gravel, I was reminded of the time we went off-roading in Colorado. On the trail, my legs burned. It was up, up, up, and then down. And then back up. We then turned back around, where I felt … More Déjà Vu
We’re all the same type of people, loners who love and lone together, and there is no other relationship more fulfilling than knowing that you’re someone else’s person (not even in a romantic context) and they’re yours. … More Stream
