I saw Jordan Peterson speak last week at Balboa Theater in downtown San Diego, and I’ve spent a long time trying to collate my thoughts. I first became a fan of Peterson when I went to hatewatch him, and found a lot of the things he was saying were reasonable and intelligent. I also bought […]
SOME NEWS FIRST: I will be at Bizzarocon 2019 in Portland this year, the weekend of January 10th, if you want to say hello. Fair warning, I will most likely have a drink in hand and may be in full maniac mode. Signed copies of Girl Like a Bomb is available at CLASH books for […]
How do you become great? I know one thing for sure: You don’t become great by doing nothing. By doing the same things over and over again, in a kind of blunted, cow-eyed repetition. By returning to the hole of pain and misery, and woe-is-me, looking sad-eyed into the womb of the universe, expecting it […]
Are you patient, are you kind? I would like to be. Many times, I have just been frightened instead. Someone pauses to take a breath. “Hurry up and speak!” I want to scream. I write their sentences in my head. I see the impending ocean of non-existence coming, we only have so many seconds to […]
I spent most of my early 20s in bars and strange houses. I slept on dirty floors in cold rooms and in strange beds surrounded with red mirrors. I’ve stumbled in six-inch platform heels more times than i care to remember, and have kissed many people who probably shouldn’t breed. I became ‘Nameless’, the girl who could […]
I was born out of a howl. I came from an angry valley. I’ve read that it’s impossible to retain memories from before the age of 2, but my first memory is of a darkness without stars. My mother was a keyboard and my father was a German Shepherd. Or maybe it’s my mother was […]
it was 2 years ago when I decided to really get my life together, because I realized it was either save myself or burn. In the beginning, I was miserable mostly 9 days out of 10. This is demonstrable because I coded my emotions in a spreadsheet and gave them numerical values. There were days […]
Cynicism is easy – I realize that now – because I used to look at the world in disdain with its McDonalds, mall, and unhappy marriages and just see shit piled on top of shit. I saw a gray world spattered with a dawn like blood, a beautiful sky that we didn’t deserve. Is this […]
This is a post about how safety is an illusion and we’re all going to die. The other day I asked on Facebook if I should apply to Clarion West’s writing workshop and I got a pretty loud resounding no from everyone for various reasons – that the average writer at Clarion didn’t get published, […]
“It starts with this: put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write, remind yourself why it isn’t in the middle of the room. Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around.” – Stephen King, On Writing I’ve recently started going to Kung Fu, so […]
