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The hardest post I've ever made
After more than 10 years on LiveJournal, I'm closing up shop here. The new Russian TOS make me deeply uncomfortable. I hate to leave behind the history, the heart, the community that we had here, but it's time to move on. I'll leave this journal here until my subscription runs out next spring, and then I'll delete this journal for good ( Read more... ) -
Five things for a cold, damp Friday morning
1) I have not seen a movie in far too long, and I'm not sure why, except to say that I haven't been overwhelmed by the choices that theaters are offering me. I've heard really good things about LOGAN which, somehow, surprises me but has made me curious. What would people recommend I see ( Read more... ) -
My hair: Yet another update
As you may be aware, in the wake of my illness and another incident, I began to lose my hair at an alarming rate. The second week of January, it looked like the hair loss had stopped. It turns out that I was right. It has stopped. Thank G-d ( Read more... ) -
Five things for a cold Sunday morning
1) Most of the things I want to write about are probably too private to actually write about here. Which is a problem for me personally because I really want to write about them. This is a display of self-consciousness possibly not previously displayed in this blog. Ever. And that's saying a lot. It's one of the reasons you haven't seen much of me ( Read more... ) -
Yesterday
I got up and recorded the poem I posted here. I went and had a ridiculously delicious and caloric brunch with friends. We went and bought art supplies. I came home and did some painting, and then I spent the rest of the day napping and coloring. This is one of the two pages I colored. It's in a coloring calendar I purchased for 2017. This is June; ( Read more... ) -
Kate
Kate's second memorial is today. I won't be attending, for a whole variety of reasons. I wrote this instead ( Read more... ) -
Good ideas that turn out to be bad ideas
In the service of . . . I don't know, some idea that maybe I could do something beautiful with the words of someone gone, I opened her Live Journal to read it. Her voice is so clear that I can hear it like she's just in the next room, like I could just walk in and start having a conversation with her. I miss her. I miss her laugh. She mentions ( Read more... ) -
On writing and me and where I go from here
I have been a writer my entire life. My first publication came in third grade, when the class published a newsletter. My audience was 30 kids and, possibly, their parents. I don't remember the specifics of the article, but I do remember one moment of editing, when my teacher changed the sentence, "Each student made up Indian names for themselves" ( Read more... ) -
My hair: another update
Previously on " My Hair": I've been diagnosed with telogen effluvium, apparently the result of my illness last August and, possibly, a separate emotional shock. For those who don't wish to read the article, the money shot is: "[telogen effluvium is the result of] an environmental insult that 'shocks' the growing hair follicles so much that they ( Read more... ) -
2016: How do I review this year?
I have made it a habit, on December 31, to make a year in review post. Today, the thought of reviewing the year is challenging, to say the least. 2016 was perhaps one of the worst years I've ever lived and reviewing it to the depth that my usual questionnaire format would require is exhausting just in the consideration of doing it ( Read more... )