My last entry already feels like a sharply different era. After the recent abandonment of some ancient musty daydreams, and the onset of something close to resignation… …of course I finally got COVID. My improbable years-long wellness streak couldn’t go on forever, especially with my making a conscious effort to get out on the local... Continue Reading →
Jareth didn’t give a flying flip about anything but power. For so many eighties kids, especially goth and goth-adjacent ones, David Bowie’s spiky-haired antagonist in Jim Henson’s cult classic Labyrinth was an awakening of one sort or another. Whether he first taught one about men in makeup, mind games, moral ambiguity or the importance of... Continue Reading →
I’ve made it pretty plain that I have had one main muse for a looong time, and my recent rude awakening on the topic of limerence had to do with them. However, I’d be remiss to give them all the flowers, since when I think back, there have been MANY “Limerent Objects” (LOs) over the... Continue Reading →
(Note: This will probably be the only time I feature a craptastic stock photo about relationship drama, so SOAK IT UP, PEOPLE)My last entry nodded to elder millennials getting out of marriages they chose in their twenties. Well, I, too, am continuing to feel sour toward a stale marriage I chose in my twenties, and... Continue Reading →
"Cyrano is one of the most romantic movies ever made, but it’s not quite a traditional love story in that nobody really finds true love in it. It’s all evasion, heartache, yearning. This is the romance of hidden thoughts and desires, of urges barely spoken (but often unabashedly sung), of a sweet pain we all secretly... Continue Reading →
Culture I've imbibed lately: Saint Maud - A horror rooted in the caretaking industry, which is timely. Also, to a lesser degree, a study in terminal illness for the renegade craftsman female.A Marriage Story - Not as weighty and allegorical as the Bergman that clearly inspired it. But, nonetheless, a nuanced, messy human portrait and... Continue Reading →
*Note: Richmond Memories was a series produced by Virginia Public Media that I saw on our local PBS station (WCVE) years ago. It covered reminiscences of life in the Richmond, VA area from the 1920s through the 1960s. In my mind I revisit a handful of places more frequently than others. Having grown up in... Continue Reading →
It probably goes without saying that if you take yourself too seriously in middle school, you're gonna have a target on your back. If you're angsty and emotional - maybe most especially if you're angsty and emotional AND make art about it AND have the gall to show that art to people - you're gonna... Continue Reading →
The Sold Kingdom 