So I went to dinner at a very country dinner after work. I was still fashionably dressed from work and I’d just gotten my hair styled. The place was full of grizzled old cowpokes. I then proceeded to sit in my booth and read a gay porno novel (which I didn’t know as gay until I sat down to read it).
I was the picture of awkward.
Friend introduced me to a game Circles of Power with the pitch “you play as social justice wizards.”
Thank you for the message :) I’m always happy when people take away something positive from my art (more than just the 5 minutes of enjoyment it induces ;))
Three years after the suggestion, I finally bought a reasonably priced copy of Postal Pleasures. I just finished reading The Italian Boy and am again feeling the call of erotic Victoriana…
You say your band’s name is Flowers for Bodysnatchers? Tell me more…
Over the last week I thought I should start a book club. But then I realized the only books I want to read are the weird rare stuff I collect and the odds of getting enough copies for a group of people is not good. So I’m starting a book club of one.
This weeks reading is Sudden Storm: A Wendigo Reader. Anyone with a copy of this spendy book is welcome to join in. >_>
Took two weeks of vacation but I might finally feel some creative magic.
Now I just have to figure out how to get out of the snow to the ferry to get off the island…
I feel like I should know what this is referring to but it’s not clicking in my head