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  • Familiar

    The image seems clear, even obvious, to me – it could be from one of the better-written fantasies, or from a film about some medieval saga… an old man living alone in the woods; there is a shift in the wind, or the light – he looks up, creases his forehead slightly, sniffs the air…

  • Writing a Story for You

    [A 1991 story written in Terry Wolverton's writing group; about Reid Beitrusten, who died 2 December 1983.] You’re dead, but you wanted to write stories. You were just about to get published, just about to start making it. So I’m writing a story for you, I started it in the laundromat, I went next door…

  • Ah, I’m getting it now

    Alison Bechdel, Fun Home. Yes, it's thirteen years old now, and was actually turned into a stage show… what can I say, I'm behind the times. I've just read it. *** The blurbs treated it as complex and subtle and unexpected: by the time I was a bit less than halfway through, I was pleased,…

  • Ancient history

    I'm in a casual, student-y restaurant in August: which means it's fairly empty. The big, friendly black cook looks at me inquiringly – I'll stick with this cider (yes, it's fruit-flavored, shut up you) and won't have dinner for another half hour or so. I'm finally working on that proposal for the shorter of the…

  • Defense / critique

    2:18 a.m. Zürich time: my thesis defense at the Jung-Institut is at 9 am. My phone's alarm is set for 6:20 – very early for me; and because I frequently get annoying side effects at night (headaches, itching, stomach aches) I did not take my HIV meds at dinner. It's okay – statistically 95-98% compliance…

  • A night on the town

    Saturday of a three-day weekend. A benefit for the gay rugby team… they're sweet guys, I know I'll go to this thing… but last night (i.e. Friday of the three-day weekend) I did a presentation for the new student Youth Stop AIDS group (yes, I was clear that I wasn't the 'youth' part) and we…

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