It’s true! I’ve just finished going through the editing and contract portions of getting my work published for the first time. The work is a 400-word essay called “Bloody Chrysalis,” to be published in the forthcoming resource guide, Trans Bodies, Trans Selves 2. I have to say that it was a major personal achievement for … More I’m Official!
Author’s Note: This story was written a very long time ago. It’s of note because it’s the first completed story I did in my cryopunk setting, which is the setting for a draft I’m working on, with the working title of New Moon. “It’s true!” “Come off it. A place as big-time as Sully’s has … More Too Many People
“Sir, we have your extension as a tertiary contact for Mrs. White. Something needs to be done, sir. She’s causing a host of problems.” “Where’s her daughter? And what the hell am I still doing on their contact information ten years later?” “Primary and secondary contacts Rebecca and Jordy Fordham are currently unavailable. Their phones … More Next Of Kin
I do realize that I write about trauma very often. For those who don’t care or don’t connect with it, just leave this space blank in your mind. Move on to something else. Perhaps a nice cup of tea or something. This time, I want to talk about how insidious the trauma response is. I’ve … More Trauma Poison
For those who haven’t read my “About Me” page, firstly: shame on you. Second, I identify as non-binary, but have been actively in the process of transitioning to female for about three years now. That’s hormone therapy and the whole nine yards. In this time, it’s not so unusual or frightening. So why announce anything? … More Emergence
A while back, I posted a piece about the text-based adventure community I participate in: Improbable Island. In the eight or so months that I’ve now been playing this game/writing with these wonderful people, I have two characters that I use. And, as I’ve watched other players interact with them, I’ve come to understand what … More Perspective & Identity
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As this hellacious year comes to its end, I’ve been combing my music collection for solid albums to listen to. I go through phases: sometimes it’s tons of playlists, sometimes albums, sometimes no music at all – rather podcasts and audiobooks. In my dredging of my music collection (pretty large: somewhere around 15,000 songs. I … More 1988: A Good Year For Music
In the midst of the resurgent virus, it’s been a slog to get through days. I know I’m not alone in this – all of my friends are saying the same. My friends from Trauma Camp, even moreso. So I find it interesting that stories are coming back to me. I’m still stuck on the … More Wish Me Luck
There is a point, coming soon, where I will begin to post things here on my blog that are going to blur the lines between the real and the unreal. In an attempt to get my work to people in the liminal sense I want it, things will appear in this space that are constructs … More Fiction And Reality
As I mentioned in an earlier post, back in January, I had the opportunity to go on retreat for five weeks in the mountains outside of Santa Fe, NM. There were about thirty of us, from all walks of life and mostly from the Midwest and West Coast; I was one of the few from … More The Mormon And The Atheist
Maelcum spun as a door slid open to their left, the shotgun ready. A small Eurasian in orange coveralls stepped through and goggled at them. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He closed his mouth. Case glanced at the monitor. Blank. “Who?” the man managed. “The Rastafarian navy, Case said, standing up, the … More Loyalty Check
