first week
A quick post to give proof of life. I’m alive. The first week of Clarion West has been awesome in that I’ve learned and relearned so much of the fundamentals. Am I applying it yet in the story that I’m writing for next week? Well… it’s a first draft, right? My classmates are all amazing…
Read Morepacking, and packing, and more packing
Turns out, I have a LOT of stuff. This whole furnishing an apartment thing? Breeds stuff like Mid-Century reupholstered blondwood rabbits. Also, my back is flaring up. Which means I took some diazepam and ibuprofen a little bit ago and am feeling quite delightfully loopy. That should last for about an hour or so. Then…
Read Moregetting my (semi-)professional queer on
Back when I was a shiny newly-out queer in college, I was all sorts of activist. I volunteered at the (then) LGBCC, spoke on dorm panels, agitated and protested and organized in response to anti-LGBT incidents on campus, helped edit, write for, and personally collected over 400 (out of the needed 1,000) student signatures in…
Read MoreWhere do you get your ideas?
That question has always seemed silly to me. For me, that’s because the answer is another question: “from where don’t you get your ideas?” I mean, I don’t know about other people, but lack of ideas has never been an issue. At this point, I’ve probably had enough story ideas for more stories than it’s…
Read Morecue the insanity…
Six weeks of writing, reading, critiquing, discussing, writing, drinking, partying, more critiquing, not sleeping, even more writing, and who knows what else. By which I mean: I’ll be going to Clarion West this summer. Thank you, everyone. Your support, whether it was words of encouragement, actual critiques and feedback on my submission story (and/or my…
Read Morepatience, the end of
In all sober truth, I am actually not an impatient man. Stop laughing. It’s true. All I ask is that you not waste my time. I understand that life happens and circumstances decree needs must, but dude. If I, out of the generosity of my heart, have given you a couple of chances already, you…
Read Morenew scent
I smell of woodsmoke, vanilla, and sex. Well, of the first two, anyway. The last is probably just my brain’s way of translating “deeply carnal yumminess” into one word. I took a trip to the Diptyque boutique this past weekend and picked up a bottle of Eau Duelle. I am enjoying it tremendously. I don’t…
Read Moresubmission away
I’ve just submitted my application for Clarion West. I feel good about it. I’m happy with the story, with my background statement, and right now, just happy in general. Wish me luck, darlings.
Read MoreKol Nidrei and the end of my Christ year
Is it naïve of me to say that this is not what I was expecting? I did not expect this last year to pass in quite this way. I feel like I didn’t accomplish nearly enough–and I haven’t–and yet that I have been stretched, both to grow–and I have–and too thin. I think that as…
Read Morereally, now
I bought more art. I’m hopeless, helpless, and a little insane. Also, profligate. I didn’t mean to. (All right, let’s just ignore the fact that since I clearly got out my checkbook and wrote the damn checks, I obviously meant to.) But they were just so pretty. See, I went to the Open Studios at…
Read MoreNew York, in ten easy points
1. I completely fell in love with New York City. I had the same feeling of “I could live here very happily” as I did in Paris. I had a stronger feeling of that for New York than I did for San Francisco, and I’ve been in SF for over five years now. That said,…
Read More“Almost…”
That’s the name of the painting by John Marvuglio I bought. Photographing it proved difficult. The lighting was awkward, and my skill is still limited. But here’s a pic to give you a bit of sense of the work. And another one. You can see the rest of the photos here. Seriously, the photos do…
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