Happy Sunday! I’m trying to get you to give me money, so let’s get to know each other a little better, shall we? My musical taste is that of a fantastical nightmare creature. Enjoy these selections from my Spotify “On Repeat” playlist: “Break My Stride” – Matthew Wilder Y’all, I DO NOT KNOW. I wokeContinue reading “breaking down my current spotify “on repeat” playlist”
Tag Archives: FEELINGS
queer-simodo
(Title courtesy of my dear friend Kati Grace.) Hello, I am intoxicated and I can’t stop watching Todrick Hall’s “CinderFella”from 2012. My name is Dani and I am gay. (I don’t know everything that means yet. I am trying.) When I was in high school, I loved my best friend and didn’t know what toContinue reading “queer-simodo”
september bi, bi, non-bi: and i think it’s gonna be a long, long time OR: fuck you, j.k. rowling
Originally performed for The Come Up Show ATL’s birthday show on Friday September 25, 2020. CW: internalized transphobia and mention of She Who Must Not Be Named. Guard your beautiful heart. Non-bi, and only non-bi this month: Related to absolutely nothing: it’s Mark Hamill’s birthday today and I want to raise a glass for aContinue reading “september bi, bi, non-bi: and i think it’s gonna be a long, long time OR: fuck you, j.k. rowling”
hallelujah, by and by:
So, it seems increasingly likely The Thing isn’t going to happen. (Okay, we can talk about it: honestly, I was trying to skip town and perform at an international theme park for a year. I am nothing if not terribly predictable.) I am contending now with the reality of staying. Of moving forward even ifContinue reading “hallelujah, by and by:”
the queer kid power of nicknames
In high school drama, my nickname was “Hero.” I didn’t really earn it in any meaningful way. Our teacher called attendance that first morning of ninth grade with the instructions: “And if you want to be called by another name… if you want to be, I don’t know, Hero or something…” So, when he calledContinue reading “the queer kid power of nicknames”
sundays and forever
Sunday morning: Wake up with a headache. Feed the cat. Make the bed. Order a bagel (again). Do all the dishes by hand. Twitch nervously at the keyboard. Get sad. (Always, it seems, I’m so fucking sorry.) Put on the theme to Jurassic Park (again) and try to feel something good. It is just now 10 am.Continue reading “sundays and forever”
i don’t always know what this is.
Some days it feels like this is all I remember how to do. To start crying from that place of aching emptiness, from the most pitiful pity parties every thrown on this green Earth. I start crying and then I come here to tell you about it. I can’t stop telling you. I know IContinue reading “i don’t always know what this is.”
once upon a june
June. I was going to get my shit together in June. It would have been six months since Everything and that’s enough time, right? Half a year to wallow and to feel sorry for myself and to punish myself and to be a sad little chubby seal on my sad little chubby seal-rock. I mean,Continue reading “once upon a june”
leaving hogwarts, part II
“Leaving Hogwarts” is still on my Spotify On Repeat playlist right now and damn. Feelings. (John Williams is our greatest living artist, fight me.) ANYWAY: If I had access just now to a Time Turner, I think I’d just go back as far as July 2007. I would go back to the floor of Border’s,Continue reading “leaving hogwarts, part II”
surprise, surprise; some stuff about depression
I judge myself a lot lately for writing here as frequently as I do. I don’t feel as though I have anything new or exciting or particularly thoughtful to express. I used to think this blog was going to be the beginning of my pathway to writing for io9 or some other cool online nerdContinue reading “surprise, surprise; some stuff about depression”
of dreams and courage (again, always)
Remember who you are. (I’m sorry, Mufasa.) (Also: no, YOU’RE watching Disney fireworks on YouTube and crying in your bathrobe. Get it together. [Don’t. You’re perfect.]) (I miss you. I guess that’s usually why I’m here.) For my 31st birthday, my Dad gave me a framed image of Mickey Mouse and a Walt Disney quote:Continue reading “of dreams and courage (again, always)”
an important detour, and a bit of a love story
Sometimes I come here because I just need the sense of accomplishment. Like, I’m going to be super honest with you- I don’t really feel like I have anything compelling to tell you today, but fuck, I really need to do something. (There is no going back.) It is just past 11 am, and my eyesContinue reading “an important detour, and a bit of a love story”
