Monday, November 4, 2024

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I keep finding more books I want to read, only to realize I will never ever finish all the ones on my Kindle app and my TBR list.


King Kong Theory, though, may have to be bumped to the top of my list, especially now when I am feeling more crappy about myself than ever before. 



Thursday, October 31, 2024

More from Want

I continue to be pleasantly surprised and oddly comforted by the vulnerability of so many of the submissions to Want.








Monday, October 28, 2024

Stories Can Save Us

 

I didn't have stories to help me survive when I was growing up, but (thankfully), since my mid-20s I have and I am eternally grateful to them and hopeful they will still be here in the future, even if the worse happens next week.

Saturday, October 26, 2024

 …And it sucks. I also don’t think I am ugly at all, so I don’t understand why I can’t find a woman who would like to be with me. I don’t think I have ever been loved by a woman, or by any romantic interest, as a matter of fact. It hurts. Sometimes my heart aches because of that silent rejection. Somehow, I feel lonely thinking about the fact that I can’t find a female match on Tinder or Bumble, or in real life. It used to be easy on apps, for me. But now, it doesn’t work. I sometimes feel I am in the wrong place and maybe also the wrong time.--From Want



I finally got a copy of Want and am so excited to discover that women who think and feel like I do have contributed to the collection. I know I will never meet them, but it still just feels good. I never imagined before I opened the book that I would relate to so many of the words inside it.

Friday, October 25, 2024

My cat sauntered around the kitchen corner earlier tonight and had a mouse wiggling in his mouth and I screamed and he dropped the mouse and now I don’t know where the mouse is.

Mouser that he is, my cat is on extra intense patrol right now. I already felt queasy before this happened and I am just feeling worse because I hate knowing there’s a mouse here and I don’t know where they are.

Rationally, I shouldn’t be afraid of a mouse, right?


Why am I so nervous that there’s a mouse in my house? 


I think it’s the way they move; it’s so weird how quickly and unpredictably they move 


And then there are the germs 


Otherwise, though, they’re kind of cute