My new apartment is two square rooms, a yellow kitchen counter, and the hum of the fridge. It is the click-click of the baseboard heaters and the cold blue light of the stark-white walls. I have not hung artwork yet. I just moved yesterday from a one-room cottage with a woodstove to this land of … Continue reading light bulbs, chihuahuas, and writing about myself
Mental health
A Fate Worse Than Death
(this is the piece I read at my reading on tuesday. the theme was "what we are afraid of", so I wrote about my schizophrenic mother.) (also- I use the word "crazy" alot in this piece, and I realized, last night after reading it aloud to the entire city, that my usage could be pretty … Continue reading A Fate Worse Than Death
The most self-centered post I have ever written, wherein I bemoan my contrary nature and talk about writing, again
.The first Monday of the month I was at a friend’s house for dinner, peering over her shoulder as she showed me the wonder that is astrologyzone.com. I am very recently interested in astrology at all, and before a few weeks ago I had never even heard of internet astrology.This site is great, said the … Continue reading The most self-centered post I have ever written, wherein I bemoan my contrary nature and talk about writing, again
I N S O M N I A
.After Friday’s post, I figured I’d write about something lighter, like dance parties or how it never rains here anymore, it just blows freezing wind and then snows in the middle of the night, sneakily. But then yesterday I was too tired to write and then I woke up in the middle of the night … Continue reading I N S O M N I A
Fish Oil
Exhibit A: The Oil of the Fish.Earlier this month, Sam and I were sitting in the Hobo Jungle in Cincinnati, waiting for the train. Life was idle time, hours stitched together, an endless quilt. The best kind of quilt, I thought, laying back on the leafy forest floor, watching the sun move through the empty … Continue reading Fish Oil
A Few Zine Reviews
How I Spent My Summer Vacation 2008by G-jet gjetwriteszines(at)gmail(dot)comYou know what I like? I like brutal honesty. I like it when people write about their personal experiences the way G-jet writes about depression, Portland winter, the quest for happiness- because you know what? We’re all fucking human. And someone, somewhere, can relate to your story. … Continue reading A Few Zine Reviews
The Gut-Bone’s Connected to the Mood-Bone
I haven’t seen Jade in a long time. He’s cut all his hair off. It’s short now and parted severely, flattened with beeswax and curled a bit on his forehead. It looks amazing, like a femme-y 1920s gay man on a date. I immediately want the same hair. As the day wears on, I just … Continue reading The Gut-Bone’s Connected to the Mood-Bone
The young adult novel that was not my childhood
Arctic Boulevard was a barren expanse. There wasn’t much within walking distance. There was a 7-11, a party supply store that sold balloons and stickers, a used bookstore with stacks of dog-eared stephan kings. The last apartment I lived in with my mom, the one on Arctic Boulevard, was by far the most depressing. We … Continue reading The young adult novel that was not my childhood
WiFi Is Bad For You
No, Seriously. Ever since reading this article in the March issue of The Ecologist, I can't stop thinking about electromagnetic radiation and how it effects us. It's a terrifying and fascinating subject to ponder, because not only is this technology very new and fairly un-regulated, but it's becoming so widespread that it's almost impossible to … Continue reading WiFi Is Bad For You
What Are You Afraid Of?
It’s dark and hot. Well, not quite dark yet. And not that hot, here by the river. It’s hot in Portland, I think. I’m glad I’m not there.I want to talk about the things I’m afraid of. What are you afraid of? These are the things I’m afraid of--mental illness (my mom is schizophrenic)-mental illness-mental … Continue reading What Are You Afraid Of?
CARROT QUINN 