This fine cool fall-ish morning I took my usual sojourn to Starbucks for fancy coffee (because I work from home full time now, and sometimes that's my only outing of the day. Hey, I shower every day and wear not-pajamas for this gig, and I'm still saving money by not commuting...oh stop judging me).Anyway, when… Continue reading A Nefarious Gang Stalks My House
Author: Jess
Amateur historian, mythology enthusiast, writer, reader, sarcastic weirdo, cancer survivor. Author of Defying Shadows: For Witches and Pagans Battling Cancer and Chronic Illness.
A Collection of "WTF" Moments
I don't have a real post today, just a couple things not sufficient to be separate postiness. Yesterday I realized that Lifetime is both blatant and subtle in their fitness encouragement. The towels in the locker room, for example, don't fit anyone with over 110lbs OR with a D cup. Because what better way to make… Continue reading A Collection of "WTF" Moments
I Hoard Words
When I’m unwell, when the darkness descends and I can’t reach my characters anymore, I lock my voice in a musty mental trunk, piling distractions on the lid. I talk only about the most mundane and shallow topics. I write only grocery lists and technical documentation for my day job. I'm a makeshift Pandora, barricaded in… Continue reading I Hoard Words
Opening a Memory Box in My Brain.
Yesterday I visited the house I grew up in for the first time in a decade. Ten years ago, my parents moved to California for work adventures and rented out the 40-some acre hobby farm. Now, they're getting it ready to sell and I had a chance to poke around rooms I lived in from… Continue reading Opening a Memory Box in My Brain.
Dear 80’s Just Say No Commercials – It’s My Dog’s Fault
Chewy is now a relatively perky old man on super pain-medication. That's right, my dog is now a drug addict. Awesome. I mean, he already drank out of the toilet and ate things better left unmentioned while outside and barked at invisible things - why not get him high too? (He learned it from the… Continue reading Dear 80’s Just Say No Commercials – It’s My Dog’s Fault
Dear Death: I See You Here
This is not a funny post. Today was a bad day. My vet told me to do a good day/bad day jar for a couple of weeks, but I don't really need it.Death is stalking my household.Thanatos waits patiently in the shadowed corners of my living room while we watch movies and bark quietly at… Continue reading Dear Death: I See You Here
The Red: An Erotic Fantasy by Tiffany Reisz (Spoiler-Free Review)
"Art should be dangerous, you know. It should say something to society that society doesn't want to hear. Do you know what the opposite of art is? Propaganda." - The RedThis review is safe for work. The book isn't.Mona Lisa St. James made a deathbed promise to her mother, vowing to keep their struggling little… Continue reading The Red: An Erotic Fantasy by Tiffany Reisz (Spoiler-Free Review)
13 reasons to watch 13 Reasons Why (Review)
I've been sitting on this for a bit, mostly because the social media attention surrounding Netflix's 13 Reasons Why is rather fascinating.For those of you who have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, 13 Reasons Why is an adaptation of the novel by the same name, which follows Clay, a high school boy, on the… Continue reading 13 reasons to watch 13 Reasons Why (Review)
Progress Smells Like Eucalyptus, and I’m Confused
I'm starting to feel more human, less simulacrum.Maybe it's the sun (60 degrees and sunny in Minnesota is decidedly springy). The yard is clean of all winter dog mess. Chewy is happily lying in the not-yet-grass barking (mostly silently now, as he's gotten old and his voice is giving out) at neighborhood kids. It's nice,… Continue reading Progress Smells Like Eucalyptus, and I’m Confused
I’m getting good at being tired.
Today it's been over six weeks since I wrote anything real. Even my journal looks reproachful.Yesterday I finally had a chance to pick up Jenny Lawson's new book, You Are Here, a mix of her signature Bloggess humor, random bits of encouragement, and gorgeous designs waiting for coloring attention. It's marvelous. One entry in particular makes me… Continue reading I’m getting good at being tired.
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