Bouvre

You were the Elmo that made the neck-cutting gesture, weren't you?

and I loved it so much I recorded this to share it with all of you. [soundcloud] [/soundcloud]

I am large; I contain multitudes.

He works 7 days a week, so nah.

Me: "No."

Honestly I'm also not in the place to be applying for jobs currently (moving across the US in a month) but I'll be applying pretty broadly, from adjunct professor positions to copywriting and content writing positions. (Those last two pay more than being an adjunct does.)

Her truth might deviate from anybody else's account of truth though. "True as her recollection allows" still allows for people to contend with her truth without nullifying it as nonfiction too. She might've been a public figure, but it's not hard to blend in. I looked directly at Robert Pinsky -- one of my favorite poets -- and still doubted he was in fact Robert Pinsky, and so I didn't approach him. Now if Robert Pinsky dressed as a femme? I certainly wouldn't have recognized him.

Don't be fooled: my master's degree is in fine art. So I might be smart, but that doesn't mean people are willing to pay.

That's the kind of information that's hard to verify since it's secret, but two things 1. Generally speaking, nonfiction that doesn't at least stretch the truth tends to be boring as fuck, and an unreliable memory or even bias doesn't negate the category of nonfiction. Even a story that says "I imagine," and then makes something up -- no matter how outlandish they get with it, is still telling the truth, because it concedes to the narrator's imagination. But whatever it describes can still be vivid and enduring. There's a surprising amount that creative nonfiction can claim as nonfiction. 2. Knowing a significant number of trans folks, and relying on my own experiences with gender, I can say "sneaking around as a woman" is at least feasible and rings true.

Anghel and Shuu was my favorite route:

The slight shift in profile in the fourth panel, paired with the important message, is my aesthetic.

So spice!

Favorite albums: Radiator Hospital's Torch Song Ezra Furman's Day of the Dog Janelle Monae's Archandroid The National's Boxer Paul Simon's Graceland Diablo Swing Orchestra's The Butcher's Ballroom (Metal, but I think it occupies the good/unique requirement) Chris Thile's Bach: Sonatas and Partitas, Vol. 1 and because it's one song, but a severely underrated gem of pop lyricism: Savage Garden's Santa Monica

smgdh? Like shaking my goddamn hundreds at their savvy money-making scheme?

Pretty damn swell. A recent award that I received for my fiction is keeping me enthusiastic about the work I'm doing for my thesis. Meanwhile, several other short stories and one poem are sitting in other contests, my classes for my program are finished, and I'm preparing to return to the west coast to job hunt and see friends/family again. What about you?

NGE came to me at a very formative time in my life, creatively and personally. I stick to it because I was so inspired by it initially, particularly the later dominance of tone over plot and the ways that made for something compelling and fresh. I also appreciate how popular it became despite being a massively flawed series, which serves as a reminder that you can't ever gauge the value of the thing you create.

Soft and hot.

If I could tell you I'd let you know.

Hella.

I'm down for the death of cinema. <3

I like how I can tell this is a fantasy because it includes the idea of owning a place of residence that doesn't include other tenants whose housing situation would be compromised.

Since I didn't get post-fucking money, they didn't get post-fucking pizza.

Cuck shit up.

If it's any consolation, not really a dude either. <3