There Are No Strings On Me
Finally out of the fucking hospital and back at (my temporary) home, swollen and bruised but de-tubed. I wish I could say it went without incident, but we all know …
I Once Shot a Man in Reno…
… just to watch him get trapped in a Sisyphean cycle of medical department posturing and endless hospitalizations. In case it’s not obvious, I’m still stuck at Stanford. I’m less …
Folsom Prison Blues
OK, so, first off, no update on “The Lion, the Witch, and the Werewolf” this week. I’ve been stuck in the hospital since Tuesday and haven’t gotten around to it. …
Random Shit for Your Sunday
— “Bed, Bath, and Oh, God, Run,” my short story about draugr — old Norse “after-walkers” — and curtain shopping, is finally, finally available. You can head on over to Andromeda …
California Dreamin’
So, health-wise things are good: Doctors haven’t found anything amiss, my meds seem to be doing what they’re supposed to, and most people I talk to don’t believe I’m less …