So. My Ex Called Me Last Night…

And he said: “I just took a p!ss in the pub you live above.”

Me, thinking a million things but only saying: You’re here? Downstairs?

Him: I’m waiting for the bus at the bus stop in front of your place. It’s coming at :39.

Me (checking the iPad): That’s in 8 minutes.

Him: You haven’t come to dance in a while [it’s been months]. What’s been going on?

Me: Um… (laughing) that’s a funny thing. I was trying to save money, so I kind of cut out some foods I shouldn’t have.

Him (also laughing, but in that surprised way of people when you say something unexpected): How can you cut out food?

Me: Well, you know I’d always rather write than work, and so I wasn’t working enough, therefore I wasn’t earning enough, so I started eating less. And it became cyclic until, after two years, I practically malnourished myself into hardly having energy for anything.

Him: In that case, I don’t blame you for wanting to buy rolls rather than dance. You shouldn’t live alone, though. Have someone live with you who makes sure you eat.

Me: That would require a person. (deciding it’s time to change the subject:) How have you been?

Him: I’m good. I’ve been eating. Getting all my proteins…

Fun times. It was a good conversation, actually. He’s a wonderful guy. The six years he and I were together were probably also the only years of my life when I gained weight because I could eat whatever I wanted (he had enough money to feed us both, and given free rein, I will EAT VORACIOUSLY). But since then, like most people I know, I’ve been fighting alone to swim against the rising tide of late-stage capitalism to get financially stable enough AND have time to do my writing while juggling all the anxiety and depression and panics.

BUT! I do have some things I am proud of to share this time!

I think I’m FINALLY getting a teeny little better at the videos! Here are my newest two (as usual, each around 30 seconds long) – the first one is my favorite:

And this next one isn’t as good in my opinion; I just like the ironic combination of the pretty music (by a Czech composer, y’all!) with the, um, plain-speaking text…

And finally, after forever, I did a print version for The Splintered Princess! Isn’t the cover GORGEOUS? The designer did such a good job I could hardly stop staring at it during the online work meeting this morning.

I’m also putting out a fairytale novella called Wishes and Whispers and Sibilant Hisses on November 30th, but am still waiting for the cover before I officially announce it.

Okay, I should probably try to get some more dayjob work done. Did I tell you they might fire me mid-December? Dance wasn’t the only thing I wasn’t keeping up with the past few years. So now I’m supposedly on trial period for a month to show that I’m doing better, but I’m getting a bit fed up, so that’s not a good thing…

Alrighty. Thrice the shadow. [And, no, I still do not know what that means LOL]

All the love to you all πŸ™‚ Be kind this week. Aaaaand if you want to give me some love (or feed me πŸ˜€ since I’m always low on food [feeeed meeeeee]), you can ‘buy me a coffee’, that is, send $1 (or more) via buy me a coffee, or to support me regularly, you can join the patreon I’ve been seriously neglecting (but want to resume), or get daily snippets I have been failing to share on Facebook, check out my books I don’t want anyone to buy, or join the newsletter I haven’t been writing (but intend to). THANK YOU for any and all love!

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When I was twenty-two, I ran away to Prague, where I now sing to my black cat (who collects dustballs in her whiskers), eat chocolate for breakfast, and have lemon tarts every Thursday.

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When I was twenty-two, I ran away to Prague, where I now sing to my black cat (who collects dustballs in her whiskers), eat chocolate for breakfast, and have lemon tarts every Thursday.

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