Hi all!
1: I have a new story out to day with Luna Station Quarterly -- A Collections Librarian of the Slow-Flying Nautilus. Read for a tale of queer grandmothers, the uses and limits of sentiment, and the ethics of space librarianship.
2: I will be deleting Instagram (completely, forever) very soon. If you are interested in following my writing career, feel free to subscribe to my newsletter via Substack. Link in Bio.
Hanging a bunch of art up at @railyard.apothecary for Art Hop this weekend!! So fun to lug the pieces out and heap them in a pile in prep for display. ððŧâĻâĪïļâðĨðŠĐðĻðŦð
Happy International Go Buy My Friend @emmyhamham 's Amazing Book that Just Came Out Day!!! I had the enormous honor of reading an early version of this book, and I'm so proud of Emily for giving book birth to its final form today!!! It's smart, sexy, funny, gay, and sweet! You will like this book if you like space! Star Trek! Mysteries! The saving power of friendship! Lesbians! Bi women! Wit! Yearning! Walt Whitman! Books that I decided last night might in small part be about the ways we keep each other sane and loved when in surreal situations of extreme isolation a la quarantine but in this case being alone with your friends on a runaway space ship! (?) Idk just go celebrate Pride with a great read. And if ur in Burlington, come to Phoenix Books at 7! ðâĻðððâðððâĻð
30!! Pic two is myself on my favorite rock at my precise birth moment.
Cool things that happened this year: moved to a cute new apartment! Wrote a ton! Attended Clarion West (a dream come true!) Saw a lot of people I love! Saw a lot of trees and rocks and flowers! Got on Medicaid lol! Checked out a lot of library books to myself and also to other people! Snuggled with my kitty! And also with my sweetheart who does not like to appear on the Internet and so is not pictured here!
I'm super relieved to be 30. The tarot cards today say: take the reins, and know you are already enough ð
Re-using this from exactly a year ago cuz it happened again! Except this time it was phone-death by heavy rain instead of phone-death by lake. (Yes I know receive is spelled wrong, too lazy to fix it)
29 years! (Yesterday). Another pilgrimage to my Favorite Rock. Feeling kinda old but mostly in a powerful way. Wrinkles have announced themselves. I no longer get carded. It's a relief to be 29, and I'm looking forward to my 30s. Last year, on my birthday, I got an acceptance email for my first professional short story publication, and shortly after I received my h-EDS diagnosis, two events that altered my approach to life. Grateful for the many selves I've been and excited to meet the selves I will become. Grateful for old friends and friends I've yet to meet! Being alive is strange and painful and exquisite and I'm very happy to be here. ð âïļ ð â ðïļ ð ðŠĻ ðē âïļ ð ð ð ðē
ANYway, I'm almost done with the first draft of a novel, so here are memes from my "reminds me of the book I'm writing" folder ðđ ðŠķ ð ðĶâĪïļâðĨðð§
Blissed out on mushroom spotting with @lornadielentheis
I wrote out a big ole paragraph about conflicting and existential feelings about my relationship to social media, and then deleted it all.
The desire to process publicly vs. the revelation that I don't owe the internet one damn thing vs. wanting a record of my life to look back on vs. disgust and suspicion around performativity and the vile degree to which people dispose of each other over moments of perceived moral imperfection vs. the yearning for connection and community vs. the pain of being perceived vs. being addicted to social media vs. opportunities for beauty and jokes and idiosyncracy and truth vs. it's probably impossible to really encounter or relate authenticity on the internet vs. it literally hurts my hands to hold my phone vs. how anti-Art the idea of a personal brand is vs. but what about my personal brand lol.
Idk what I'm doing here or what this account is going to be going forward. I'm not who I was even a year ago, and can't be. But the mushrooms don't care! Neither does the tree angel.
