November 7, 2017

30 Things about Being Thirty!

Note—I will be using thirty and 30 with zero consistency. Grammar nerds, prepare to clutch your pearls.

October 11, 2017

The Erotica Fallacy

            So…I have a book coming out in two days.

            And I’m terrified.

September 20, 2017

Mother!: A Review, Rant, and Half-Assed Re-Telling

WARNING 1: This is not a formal review. Expect roughness as I process my thoughts and spend way too long on certain topics. Unless I get paid to write it, my reviews are always going to be half formal, half word-vomit from my strange and fractured and slightly pretentious little brain.

WARNING 2: This will be full of spoilers. There is no possible way for me to share my thoughts on this film without huge spoilers.

September 9, 2017

Thoughts from Flyover Country

How droll.


           My Chicago friends are losing their shit.

April 22, 2017

Love Letters: The Ination




            Heyyyy, kids!

            For those of you who are anxiously awaiting my continuation of my KonMari journey narrative (all of you imaginary people who care deeply about housecleaning?) I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait a bit longer. Through the entire month of April, I am participating in Camp Nanowrimo, which is a more flexible version of November’s Nanowrimo event. I learned pretty quickly that I am incapable of writing 800+ words of a novel a day and decluttering my home in the same month. I will return to my KonMari journey in May.

            Until then, I figured right now was an excellent time to launch an idea I’ve been bouncing around in my head for a good long time: Love Letters. In case you couldn’t tell by my intensely long-winded posts about films, fictional characters, music, psychology, sex, and whatever else happens to be on my mind, I am a wee bit prone to obsession. I am also more than a wee bit prone to romanticizing the hell out of a few of my obsessions. These obsessions have made a huge impact on my life. They inspire me, challenge my preconceived notions, or have even shaped me into who I am today. Because I am a firm believer in voicing my gratitude, I can think of no better way to do so than to write “love letters” to these pieces of art, events, and communities that have helped me become the half-crazed and happy little freak I am today.

            Without further ado, I would like to start with perhaps the single biggest influence on my adult (such as I am) life: The Ination.

Dear The Ination:

AKA: My Neverland, My Lost Boys Treehouse, my Twisted Little Family, and, of course, my Beloved Darkling Throng.