Art by Meddygon
Category Archives: Writing
Pain Relief
This is the first morning I’ve woken up without pain from existing. I started taking low-dose naltrexone last week because my doctor received a call from someone looking to prescribe it to them for their fibromyalgia. Up to that point … Continue reading
Dream 6 Nov 2023
I felt naked in that room. No one was looking at me like I was naked, but I was certain felt like I physically had no clothes on. It was an art class, and I feared that people would take … Continue reading
A Twitter Thread
The text of the thread. …should Twitter explode in the blaze of ignorance reserved for a spaceX 4/20 rocket launch. Being queer and commenting on something related to Pride draws people out of the woodwork to prop up children as … Continue reading
“Station Eleven” by Emily St. John Mandel
This was originally written before the COVID-19/Coronavirus pandemic was full blown in the US. It feels extremely petty now and I’ve lost all steam on finishing it. Suffice it to say, I enjoyed this book and do recommend it to … Continue reading
Video Games for Social Justice
Oftentimes, the reader that could benefit from reading a work of literature that is intended to develop empathy for a particular plight is not likely to pick up a book that clearly advertises itself as being about that hardship. Many … Continue reading
A Room of One’s Own
The below text was written for a class on British Literature, focusing on Virgina Woolf’s “A Room of One’s Own”. Lately, I feel like I’ve been living the reality that Woolf describes regarding women and fiction – obligations from being … Continue reading
ENG 363 – “The Argonauts”
I’m stuck on one line Maggie Nelson wrote on page 37. “I cannot hold my baby at the same time as I write.” This is something that I feared when I became pregnant, when I decided I wanted to have … Continue reading
ENG 350 – “I’m With The Bears”
While I plan to finish the entirety of I’m With the Bears shortly, I am still on a deadline because this is for a class. I spent yesterday at a relative’s house for a family reunion, in the 94°F (34.4C) heat … Continue reading
ENG 350 – “The Water Knife”
Last Christmas, I think it was, I bought a copy of Paolo Bacigalupi’s The Water Knife for my brother in law (it was on his wishlist) and didn’t bother to peek inside. I know now that if I would have, I … Continue reading
ENG 363 – “The Rules Do Not Apply”
I will admit, I did not read the whole of The Rules Do Not Apply by Ariel Levy. I have been busy at work, getting back into the swing of things after being off for a week recovering from surgery. I … Continue reading
ENG 350 – “Future Home of the Living God”
In her novel Future Home of the Living God, Louise Erdrich grasps and explains some rather important parts of the apocalypse: Humans known not the scale, and indeed prefer to not know (even with all their clamoring to just know), the … Continue reading
ENG 350 – “The Road”
Last week I read The Road by Cormac McCarthy. To keep with my theme of comparing the novels I read for class to video games, I’d love to compare The Road to The Last Of Us (Naughty Dog, 2013), but I’ve never … Continue reading
ENG 350 – Week 2 – Remainder of California
In my previous post regarding Edan Lepucki’s California I mentioned the symbolic “newness” of the turkey baster and the meaning Frida attaches to her other artifacts. There are several times where objects—possessions—are triggers for memories or behaviors for Frida and Cal. … Continue reading
ENG 363 – “Bad Feminist” by Roxane Gay (first half of book)
My fear with any feminism class I take and any feminist book I read is that I’ll be beaten with the two-by-four of feminist rhetoric telling me how awful I am for not embracing the gold-star feminism of hairy-pits and … Continue reading
ENG 350 Week 1 – California Chapters 1-7
The opening of California (by Edan Lepucki) has been refreshing. Growing up with media such as Captain Planet and Ferngully, I’ve been inoculated against the over-the-top personal pleas for the average person doing what they can to fix whatever is … Continue reading
Jurack Family Game Night
Saturday night, we had my husband’s side of the family over for our bi-monthly family game night. One of the games suggested by Kim has the lovely title of “Eat Poop You Cat” (a name no doubt inspired by results … Continue reading
Dental Issues
Back in January, at my 6-month dental cleaning, the x-rays showed I had a cavity. My first one ever. I went along with the suggestion to get it drilled and filled right away, and within two weeks I had some … Continue reading
Fire Luen
Luens are the physical embodiment of goleuni, and this here is a fire one. Nowadays the leuni doesn’t completely take over a being, but it’s still inside.
The First Meal
I never meant to kill my first one. It was passion first, an accident second. After that, though, all intentional. I lived as a wanderer, always. To succeed in my detached lifestyle, I needed to acquire certain skills. I could … Continue reading
Ibis’s Flight 3
Though I walked ahead of Cefin and could not see him struggling, I heard increasing instances of dirt and gravel slipping under his feet. He needed to rest again, but would not admit it. He had walked for hours before … Continue reading
Going Back to Yntraw (updated)
Outside the shop, a man nervously approached the door. He would take a few determined steps forward before losing all courage, at which time he’d stop, turn, and go back the way he came. This repeated several times as Darina … Continue reading
Esben’s Tales part 2
The next morning young Esben found his throat aching from all the talking he’d done the day before. He ate and drank in silence for the day until the Meddyg’s promised visit came. She brought with her this time another … Continue reading
Esben’s Tales Part 1
Esben regarded his past as a series of trials to achieve his ultimate goal of never having to lift a finger for himself again. Having finally succeeded at this goal, he found he had far too little to do and … Continue reading
Ibis’s Flight, part 2
We’d walked for some time in silence through the cave below my home. The only light was from the two small gems Magistrate Cefin and I wore around our necks. They were each smaller that a little finger nail, but … Continue reading