In response to a Book Riot and Out of the Box essay on documenting the personal experiences of the pandemic, this timeline will also be in correlation to the ongoing authoritarian threat from the Trump-Republican regime. Any and all essays on the subjects will be posted here as links. Timeline
Categories: Diary, Essays • Tags: Coronavirus, Diary, Essays, Non-Fiction, Pandemic Diary, Politics, SocioPolitical, Timeline
Categorized in many reviews as ‘unlikable’ and ‘unstable’ and all naysaying things ‘un’, Eileen is a vivid and compelling character study in contradictions, discomfort, and authenticity. I found her deeply raw and real, and endlessly fascinating—I couldn’t look away I was so enthralled. I would count her as one of my favorite characters—ever. Humans are nothing if not a complicated mess of contradictions; some more so than others. Every act, no matter how infinitesimal, reveals who we are—each act as […]
Categories: On Books, Reviews • Tags: All Things Books, Book Review, Eileen, Ottessa Moshfegh, Review
I wanted to do a quick reread and review of this book since I brought it up here as an inspiration for writing science and speculative fiction. This book was first released in 1990 and I was twenty and naïve. I cannot remember what I felt like at the time of reading it. I’m sure I probably loved it since I still remember it thirty years later. It certainly has its charm, as does every Lindsey book. Upon rereading it […]
Categories: On Books, Reviews • Tags: All Things Books, Book Review, Johanna Lindsey, Review, Warrior's Woman
Inspired by this and this. 😈 Lest I forget this, since this poem was written in 2017. i ate my soni felt his gauzy bones bendand crumble beneath my teethas I chomped and fedthe murmured musclesthreaded betwixt my teethand I grasp the collapsein the tang and hotnessas his skin slides downmy elongated gullet i ate my sonthe baneful twist and mirespirals thru my algid bloodlike dark matterand lacerates my corelike acid i ate my sonto fill a needan artifice agentthe […]
My mind is open to sadnessFor past and future eventsThe reality is likely to cause madnessTo which I will not present To each I cannot controlThe means to be seen in such a negative lightThat hurts and destroys my soulAnd ceases me to be forthright For those that struggle like meWhose heart thirsts for love and understandingI so empathize to an enormous degreeAnd pray there is no crash landing I want only to live in happinessTo love, be loved and […]
by Alex Shea
A tug of warA constant doubtIs less more?Isn’t that what it’s all about? Alone in a cornerHungry and coldA wish to be warmerFor someone to hold Happiness to craveA want to beA bit more braveAnd not in captivity Success a thoughtUntil then to liveConstantly foughtHungrily competitive. By Alex Shea/Pamela MullinsCopyright © 2003 Alex Shea/Pamela Mullins. All Rights Reserved.PayPal Me | Cash Me | Venmo
