All indicators are either my unconscious nightmare-state is either a product of daytime anxiety, or childhood trauma (because, let’s face it, Freud just makes sense sometimes) Imagine our surprise when my boyfriend came back from a frat party after an evening of alcohol, smoking, and so much caffeine he developed a bright red mask-like rash… Continue reading Taking the “fun” out of Sleep DysFUNction
LAST MAN WAKING: a tale of sickness and sleep
Encephalitis Lethargica (from Wikipedia): “The disease attacks the brain, leaving some victims in a statue-like condition, speechless and motionless. Between 1915 and 1926, an epidemic of encephalitis lethargica spread around the world; no recurrence of the epidemic has since been reported, though isolated cases continue to occur.”
…until now. LAST MAN WAKING: my new short story has been published by Roar and Thunder in Australia and is free to read online!
The silver lining to every soggy cloud that’s been hanging over me lately: I’m publishing a short story. It’s still nice, after all this time, to be recognized for these little works. It takes a lot to send them out against the reliable onslaught of rejection letters. The story is called Last Man Waking and… Continue reading Last Man Waking
I miss my mornings when I attach them to the end of my nights. I get all my best work done when nobody else is consciously thinking within a thousand foot radius of me (don’t ask me how that works.) So if you ever want to do me and my writing a favor, leave or… Continue reading The Magic Vanishing Mornings of an Artist