Tag: In English

  • Sacred music

    “We LOVE chorale music. Especially if it’s pagan!” My neck hurts, my throat is sore, and my head is pounding. But I’ll be damned if I’m not brimming with joy and life. What a concert. So much energy. And seeing a violinist, a harpist and a hurdy-gurdy player headbang in…

  • The flood

    Things are under water which should not be under water. Beings are dead who should not be dead. Thoughts are in my head which should not be in my head. The flood is deep and muddy. The current is strong, and the water is awfully icy. But who’s to decide…

  • Celebrating transgender day of remembrance

    I’m sitting here celebrating Transgender Day of Remembrance by eating cake. This is a day where we’re supposed to remember and honor all those who have lost their lives to anti-transgender violence, so this might seem a touch morbid. But yes, I’m fucking celebrating. I’m celebrating that I am transgender…

  • In your mind, in the world

    At this time, when the night is embracing the day ever more tightly,  I’d just like to say to whoever might be reading this:  yes  Yes, there is room in the world for you  and it is unbelievable how enough you are.  Look up: the stars are smiling at you. …

  • See all the love that’s in me

    6701 words. I’m behind, but not hopelessly so. With some discipline and an effort, I can slay the beast of procrastination and do this thing. I’m still recovering from a cold and one hell of a party last week, so I guess it’s no wonder I haven’t managed to keep…

  • NaNoWriMo—so we meet again

    And so the madness begins. 1669 words, and off I go. That’s a decent start. NaNoWriMo, that’s what I’m talking about. An international competition where you challenge yourself to write a 50000-word novel in 30 days. The November insanity which has had me writing a trilogy of fantasy books. This…

  • The deafening noise my heart makes

    It’s as if you’re pulling your fingers through the darkness within me with all your words and your voice and all of that art and the desire to burn all my bridges, to sail all my ships to completely surrender in the face of the deafening noise my heart makes…

  • Running and why it’s worth it

    Somebody told me I have a runner’s body. My first thought was no, a runner’s body would have strong bloody joints that could withstand the mild, repetitive shocks that impact with the ground entails. I’ve come far enough in my training by now that it is essentially my knees and…

  • I will never tell you not to cry

    What sorrows do you hide behind your eyes? Come, tell me what you’ve tasted of despair Cast off the smile you wear as a disguise Let loose your demons and let down your hair What curses have you bellowed at the sky? Come, tell me all your hatred, I implore…