A short update because I've been here but also away

Pictorially Supported

One month and one day ago, I turned 50. Three weeks later, or ten days ago, Jim also turned 50. Individually, we are half as old as our house, or together, we are the exact same age as our house.

Dog Throat Journal

My friend, Deepansh, and I both have pieces in the latest issue of Dog Throat Journal. My piece is dark. So dark that one friend - after reading it - asked after my state of mind. So dark that another friend - after reading it - said, “I don’t like the way it made me feel.” I read it at a Femme Open Mic the other night, and it left the listeners a bit stunned, but I finished up with an essay about hyena clitorises from my book, which was met with grand applause. Deepansh’s piece, on the other hand, is not dark so much as thoughtful and trimmed with that sunrise seam of a new love.

I Won’t Keep You

Speaking of my book. . .I noticed this new review last night on Goodreads from Megan’s mom, Lolly, a writer and an amazing painter. I was always closer to Megan’s dad, and yet - after reading this review - I feel just as close to Lolly.

I Left Meta

Two, maybe three now, days ago, I deleted my Instagram and Facebook accounts. For eleven years, I was dedicated (at times addicted) to Instagram, while I used Facebook only for Messenger and to post items in our local Buy Nothing Group. But in an effort to live my political ethic, I am trying to slowly remove myself from platforms that fund or support that which I do not. And now Danny, my exclusively-Messenger-using friend of three decades, must use text to contact me. And now, the intention of photography has shifted a bit. Here are photos that would have been posted on Instagram.

~ until i have more to say and further to go