Category Archives: Random Crap

I have this giant painting I bought second-hand years ago. It’s a print on canvas called “Before Nightfall” and when I first saw it I was like, “I love how ambiguous this painting is” and the guy selling it was like, “Yeah, why is she catching a bird in a wedding dress?” and I wasContinue reading “Art interpretation for vampires”

I decided to clean up the house and a frame I was polishing broke and the glass went through my finger and now I can only type with one hand because it keeps opening up and this feels like a sign that cleaning is dangerous and that instead I should be reading. And that isContinue reading “Reading > cleaning”

Next week I’m going to New England to talk about my upcoming new book at a conference just for indie booksellers (yay!) and I was talking to Elizabeth (the lovely person who runs Nowhere Bookshop) about it and she asked “Where in New England, because it’s pretty big?” and I thought she was crazy becauseContinue reading “Hi, I’m stupid.”

Y’all. This should be a fancy-ass, glossy post where I breezily tell you about something I’m so excited about and I should be wearing a suit while talking to a news anchor as I toss my hair back and laugh confidently while not doing that anxiety-based blinking tic that comes on every fucking time IContinue reading “HOW TO BE OKAY WHEN NOTHING IS OKAY”

First off, a giant thank you to everyone who loves us because Nowhere Bookshop was named the Reader’s Choice Best Independent Bookshop in San Antonio in the San Antonio Current. WHOOP. Secondly, today I wrote about stealing time from death on my substack if you want to read it. Third, my favorite new releases thisContinue reading “Thank you!”

I have always been lightly obsessed with birds, and it’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten older, which I can only assume is another sign of perimenopause that no one warned me about. (Seriously, a friend of mine told me that some women’s labias can just go missing in menopause. What in the actual fuck??) Sorry.Continue reading “I think I’m doing birds wrong”