So I’m writing a memoir about asexuality, and I’ve spent a lot of time revisiting years that I’ve repressed very well – too well, it turns out. A lot of my high school years are gone. Just gone, which, as a writer of creative non-fiction, is really frustrating.
It was Friday, and I’d just gotten a haircut. Highlights too. I was walking towards the California Pizza Kitchen at Topanga Plaza for my usual post-trim BLT pizza, when a guy in a black sedan pulled up alongside me. I figured he wanted directions, or maybe that he was going to ask if a certain store was in the mall, so I stopped.
A year ago, I joined Chemistry.com, curious about what their ‘super-accurate’ personality quiz would have to say about my person and my suitability for relationships. Once it presents your results, the sidebar happens to mention that, oh, by the way, here are some men we think would be perfect for you. The catch is that [...]
I don’t think of myself as a person with a cause. I don’t see myself as the victim of a social injustice that I need to champion – certainly not if it interferes with my daily inactivity. I’m a lazy sort of person, a person who mostly prefers to stay out of it, whatever ‘it’ [...]
I posted a tutorial on my blog for creating a miniature of the Great A’Tuin from Terry Pratchett’s Discworld - The Turtle Moves.
