The Maenad's Bone Garden

This morning I was nearly wrecked by a spam email. Let me unpack that. I am however passively what google calls a “local guide” I take lots of fucking pictures and do reviews of places I go and so on. This morning I opened my inbox and there was a thing from them; it said Gwendolyn we miss your point of view! And said it had been 90 days since my last contribution – I guess that means my “new phone” has now been out of service longer than it was functional.  But we live in an era. *I* live in an era, where automated spam messages will say to me things that no one living has ever said to me Food for (particularly miserable) thought Updates  (Links in Super Special Minty Green! )   Loaded what (might) be the first (or the only) of (maybe) a notebooks (series) – I dunno.  Originally I wanted to scan in the actual pages from Fall 2022 – Fall 2023 and then put the copy over that but like most of my more interesting print/POD/digital book emulation ideas, it requ...

I don’t’ keep track of how many submissions I’ve put out. I don’t GAF. It’s a waste of time and resources that gains me nothing and can offer unnecessary, bullshit setbacks. I really don’t care about how many you’ve sent out either. Acceptances? Sure I’m happy to read about those. I can’t be bothered to mention them most of the time, it’s not news, not unless it’s a place I really wanted to see publication in or if I’m _especially_ into the piece. But I’m here for published work. Unlike, it seems, most of literary twitter, I’m concerned about the end product. Yours and mine. I want to read it. Prompts are fine. I have not “wondered what to write” in decades, and 99 times out of 100 they are an impediment to my creativity, not a source for it. Square pegs > round holes When prompts are interesting they are interesting to me on their own merits, but in that sense they are like any other source of ideas or inspiration. More often they limit than aid I do not gi...

I am delighted to share my short piece A Rising Pride of Fey Hoes, appearing in the Summer/Fall 2024 issue of Wicked Gay Ways. Wicked Gay Ways will always have a special place in my heart as it was the first publication to publish any of my literary work back in 2019.  

  ... Has been a long hard trip. I’ve had … other years as challenging as this one. 2001 when I left Texas, 2004 when I had to leave university (and San Angelo, where my kid was) as I had no where else to live, and of course 2008 when I moved to California and lost my fucking mind. All of these, rough, some voluntary, some not, hard times of ungentle transition. Many bridges are burning, even though I did not light them. All I had to do was insist on my boundaries and my needs, and let those who would not – could not – respect this, find the door out of my life. And like some of those years, this has been among the worst years of my life. It wasn’t *all* bad of course. I’ve grown, tremendously, I’ve done actual metric fuckloads of self-work this year. (You may not think it but it takes quite a bit of self-knowledge and even more courage for the Queen of Excess to admit and acknowledge when she is overstimulated.) I published my second collection, this one a CNF/Poe...

  The Ishtar Cycle is a tree growing from the roots of my own lived experiences, with ripe, succulent fruit of erotica and defiant trans joi hanging heavily from her branches. Gleeful, offensive, and unapologetic in describing the Real and the Desired, uncompromising in it’s singular vision; an experiment in high art wrought with the commonest Vulgate. This, my first chapbook collection of poetry and verse, was published in 2021 by Lupercalia Press; The Ishtar Cycle was edited by Venus Cohen and the beautiful cover and interior art are by Embry Valentino. It is now available direct from me through my patreon. Content Warnings:    BDSM, Class Warfare, Drugs, Erotica, Edge Play, Free Love, Mythology, Polyamory, Pornography, Poverty, Religion, Sex, Sacred Sex, Sex Work, Trans Joy, and Trans Liberation Not appropriate for those who think sex is dirty, that the body is dirty, and those that are more offended by talk of poverty than pornography. Slut shamers will...

  Seeking Storytellers!! Do you have a story to share about accessing healthcare? What is the goal of the project? This project aims to document and disseminate the stories of women and gender diverse people with disabilities who have accessed, or attempted to access, sexual and reproductive healthcare or gender affirming healthcare in the United States. We hope that by sharing this information publicly, we can increase understanding about the barriers that exist and advocate to ensure improved access for all. Who is eligible to participate? People who meet all of the following criteria: Identify as a person with a disability Identify as a woman (cis or trans), a transgender man, nonbinary, and gender diverse Have accessed or attempted to access sexual and reproductive healthcare, such as routine and preventative care, information and care related to sexually transmitted infections [STIs], fertility care, pregnancy care, abortion care, or have...

 I loved this album - I did not intend to listen to it in it's entirety at first sitting but it sucked my perceptions in, and did so in the best way almost immediately.   To me it is very centering and oddly calming. Like a controlled factory reset for the brain, about 11 or 12 times consecutively.   This is a unique and highly experimental sound and I dig it a great deal.   It's wonderful.  Trans Dimensional Beings on Soundcloud