You’re here because I re-directed you probably, unless you just randomly found this and realised your lost. Either way, hey.
Decided to move all my writing somewhere else. When I started the other site a couple of years ago, it was mostly masturbatory narcissistic attempts at having something to say. A whole world seemed to have been born and died since that time, and again another, so it seemed more interesting to do this. I’m hardly the same person I was when I started.
Actually, fuck, I’m hardly the same person I was last year at this time.
Also, it was starting to disturb me that everything I do is gong through one of two companies. I know lots of people think google’s mostly not-evil, but, well, monolithic not-evil is still monolithic.
I’ve been in Florida for the past two months, near family I haven’t really seen much of for the last 18 years. It’s great. Isolating, actually, but isolation is great for writing (and not much else).
I spend most of my free time writing, either working on one of the Sense of Place essays, the series for Arianrhod (The Crown of the North, which I’ll be compiling here soon enough), emails to far-flung friends, and I’m trying to carve out space to finish editing my novels.
On the matter of the devotional series for Arianrhod–if anything, I find myself increasingly aware of how little I know and how sloppy my practice is. Writing for it has made me more aware of her existence than I suspected it would, and what she teaches and requires is much deeper than I’d known before. There’ve been certain threads I’ve purposefully ignored from the last 6 months of my life because I haven’t known what to do with them–partially, perhaps, because I’m still unraveling everything that’s happened since then. Also, I’m lacking physical access to decent books and wise spiritual people (I previously could merely stumble into the living room to get deep esoteric conversations with my former roommate, now I mostly have to rely on problematic technology).
My plans remain as before–I intend to move to Berlin next summer after saving money and attempting to publish my novels. I’m currently working part-time as a cook; this is not what I’d like to do with the rest of my life, but at least I’m good at it. Having the time to work on my writing and religious practice is really damn wonderful. Isolation gets a bit distracting, but only because it’s never as romantic as one imagines it (I imagine a tower in a wintry forest, not a suburb in Florida).
Also, apologies that this site will be showing ads. Eventually I’ll probably purchase the upgrade to prevent this; in the meantime, I suggest Firefox with AdBlock. I keep forgetting the internet is full of ads, because I haven’t seen them in years.
Be well, yeah?