Everything seems wrong this week. My mom is in the hospital, I'm only registered for two classes, and Jet's adoption seems as out of reach as ever. My days have been chaotic and tearful, and despite my best attempts at remaining positive, I feel a bit like Job, sitting among the ashes. I need to … Continue reading Super Blue Blood Moon
Merry Christmas. Still jet lagged, I woke up before the rest of the house, and had a few hours of opportunity to eat all the snacks I wanted and cry without anyone being there to see. Girl, you gained some weight this week. Last weekend, I was dismayed by how weak I felt in the … Continue reading Joy To This Weary World – (Christmas Post)
I'm faint, tired, shaking, and hungry without an appetite. My tongue is white from Candida overgrowth and my fingers tremble involuntarily. I haven't felt this frail and fragile in a while. I can't get any lower Still I feel I'm sinking A few weeks ago, I had a period where I felt nearly normal. I … Continue reading Outshined, Again
Hello! Here's a little free discourse that I wrote earlier this year on one of my favorite artists of all time - an artist in the sense of a maker of worlds, and in the sense of vision and imagination. It's been over a year and a half since I threw myself in wholeheartedly into … Continue reading The Lord of the Rings: Another Fangirl Essay
A desert, barren, devoid of meaning, Stretching on for eternity, Scorching sun sucking souls Of what they were meant to be. No shade, without relief Phantom winds roam the scene Dried air like shriveled minds Of which some refreshment they are keen. For in darkness there is hope A treasure hides in dumps Or like … Continue reading Original Poem: Oasis
Dear All, The term "fangirl" gets a bad rap because it conjures up images of cooing hordes of women too old for their obsession. Teenagers hanging up posters of Justin Bieber and One Direction in their bedrooms. Wannabes writing less-than-stellar fan fictions. Immaturity. Hysterics. Dreaminess and idealism. As with all stereotypes, there is some truth in that. But like the others, there can be so much more. If you know me, you will know that I am a huge nerd about many things. From Harry Potter, Star Wars, and DC/Marvel superheroes, to string quartets, Shakespeare, Johnny Depp, and musical theatre, I've had many "phases", but I never look upon them as that way, not even in retrospect. So in short, here's my statement defending the legitimacy of all the fandoms that I belong in.
We humans have two great capacities - love and learning - and the arts embody both.
“Faith in God includes faith in his timing.”
communi.cate
Cultivate Variety
two queer perspectives on eating disorder recovery
Oakland Postgender Occupation
At the intersection of Queer and Architecture
Word enthusiast with a restless brain
