"The same wonderful hurricane as when you were five" - my aunt
I recently moved to New Orleans to go to graduate school in writing
(which means I write a lot). I nanny to pay the bills, and start
(and finish?) handfuls of other projects. Most recently, I'm
working out plans to build a mini-yurt. I like to sew and bake
bread and smash the patriarchy. I'm in a rad nonmono relationship
with my partner (who also likes to smash patriarchy),
. We're kinda perverts. I like that about
What I’m doing with my life
Critiquing unpublished short fiction and smoking too much. Also,
hanging out with a pretty rad twenty-month old. Also, taking the
dog for walks/runs. Her name is Deviline. She was a sled dog. Now
she is my sled dog.
I’m really good at
writing, sewing (clothes, quilts, costumes), making 'zines (yeah
it's real hipster - I think the stories are worth it), empathizing,
late nights, multitasking, having feelings, baking bread, singing.
Get me on the right day, man, and I can really fucking sing.
The first things people usually notice about me
Tattoos, maybe? I get "you look like that actress [Helena
Bonam-Carter]" a lot, too. I'm also short.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books (these are a few; there are lots): Welcome to the Monkey
House, The Handmaid's Tale, Ethical Slut, The New Bottoming/Topping
Book, House of Leaves, A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again,
Slouching Towards Bethlehem, 10th of December.
The six things I could never do without
In no particular order: books, bacon, writing, my community,
I spend a lot of time thinking about
gender politics, feminism, narrative structure, word choice,
empathy, inspired debate, the future, my future.
On a typical Friday night I am
sipping bourbon on the porch and working on a story.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I do not always like my job. Sometimes, kids (even the great kid I
happen to work for), are fucking assholes, and sometimes, when I
know she can't hear me, I tell her so.
Recently, I've been struggling with generally liking life, and, if
you wanna call it this, the big ol' depression deal. So, that's
kind of a big bump.
You should message me if
You're interested! Right now, I'm not looking for romantic endeavors, but new friends and/or flirty adventure buddies are rad.
Some things to know: I'm a cis lady (mostly? Fuck, I don't know), but present as pretty queer sometimes, and maybe identify that way. I'm also interested in folks all across the gender spectrum. And I'm in a non-monogamous relationship with my dude, who I live with.
If it starts with "I'm sorry to be forward/creepy/weird, but," then I probably won't like it (or you). Same goes for "hey beautiful" or the like, as well as copy-pasted form messages. Don't just say "hi." Don't be, ya know, an asshole. I'm not particularly interested in casual sex (I like to know people before I fuck them), and just because I'm a pervert doesn't mean I'm not also a human. Be warned: I tend to answer the dickbag messages first thing in the morning, before I've had any coffee at all.