Author’s Note: I wrote this short story (~5,600 words) back in February after emerging from a three-year depressive period—an attempt to fall back in love with writing and to explore some of the darker emotions I’d been working through. The feeling that part of “me” had been erased or forgotten during my depression found its way into the prose as the character of August. The thing that broke me out of my depression was anger, which I personified as the character of Luca. To anyone who’s struggling with depression, hang in there. There are a number of things that can help, but for me, it was getting active again. Forcing…
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’Tis I. The one who’s enjoying the heck out of AMC’s The Vampire Lestat and thinks you should watch it, too. Summer is by far my least favorite season of the year, simply because of the torments of the Texas heat. I can’t stand it. Come July 1st every year, I pretend it’s officially fall. Listen, the summer solstice has passed, which means the days are now getting shorter, right? The shadows are lengthening and deepening. I’m not making this up. “Science” agrees. *tosses Halloween confetti* So happy fall, y’all. Fuck this sticky, humid bullshit, with its hurricanes and mosquitos and lack of humane temperatures. I’ve got the AC cranked…
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Tis I. The one who’s five days late on her monthly blog. But I have good reasons! I just got back yesterday from a two-week roadtrip that took me from Texas to California and back again. This month’s update will be a little shorter than normal as a result. Keep reading below to hear more!
