Huzzah, it’s my birthday! The perfect occasion on which to get all introspective. Or at least more so than other days. I must say, I’m excited to turn 32. I much prefer even-numbered years, for reasons I can’t quite explain, and since 8 is my lucky number, this year should be especially great, since 32 is divisible by 8 four times. Oh snap. I’m also excited to turn 32 for more “real” reasons, though. Reason 1: My dissertation is in a good place I don’t want to say much more than that. One of the things I’ve learned about myself over the years, is that if I expend too much energy talking about the intricacies of what engages me, or the excitement of it, I lose the magic. Sort of like if I let an actual cat out of an actual bag, and the cat turned around and was like, fuck you, man, you put me in a bag!? and
I spent the month of September recuperating from a very long, very busy, very uprooting first portion of the year.
For a very long time now, I’ve been especially moved by the Southern Gothic literary genre. I wouldn’t say I
This is a great question. Academically, I wish land related to my work more than it does. In another life,
I do not speak for all academics and authors. But I can say, personally, that I used to struggle with