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Some thoughts on the possibility of the existence of mornings

1. Mornings suck.2. Actually, early mornings, when a person is forced to experience them, are pretty darn fantastic. We all know this is so, even though we don't actually act on the knowledge, because that would be madness, ie it would require getting up.3. Any number of worthwhile and much desired things – morning pages,… Continue reading Some thoughts on the possibility of the existence of mornings

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In which I pretend to be famous and important

Julia Riede interviewed me about my experience as a designer, over here. Interesting experience; of course I love talking about myself as much as anyone, but some of the questions were hard. Notably "show your workspace" (oh no... it's not a Pinterest-worthy light-filled studio!) and "where do you see your designs in five years". True story:… Continue reading In which I pretend to be famous and important

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Ariel Gore’s truth: Red Letter Days

This prose poem is amazing and painful and beautiful and true and seems to have been there forever, but apparently it's brand new. These are the bits that tug at me, personally. Maybe some time I'll write about those tugs.My biological father was long-since crazy. Crazy scared me.***I don’t like those people who tell kids that adolescence… Continue reading Ariel Gore’s truth: Red Letter Days