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the first part of whatever it is to be

and the last installment of Chapter One of UndiaGnosed is up. it is already getting completely out of control even though it was mostly already written.

Why do men tell me things?

I used to be a man-hating dyke. That is, according to a certain strand of American popular thought, I must have hated men, because I was a dyke. Back then I did at times feel more than a minor annoyance at some men, and on the odd occasion I came close to kicking a stranger in the junk because he was following me too closely on an uncrowded sidewalk…

Why I am not here

Well, you cannot say I have not been busy. I have books to mail; videos to plan, film, edit, and release; and I am posting my autobiography, UnDiaGnosed online piece by piece, partly as a spur to finish it already, and partly as a serial experiment in publishing and distribution over the internet.

killing you softly

I do not mean by this that ultimately I will be dead, but rather that my being dead, or my not being, or something inexpressible that has to do with never having come to be to begin with despite my apparent sensible existence at the moment, constitutes the primary and primordial relations that ground this current state in which, for now, I seem to be here.

fly me. or not.

Looking at the anecdotes posted at tsastatus.net for SEA and SFO sent me diving for a Klonopin.

Kickstarter project: we have achieved liftoff!

One Last Ditch: the movie.s. has been launched at Kickstarter!

Kickstart One Last Ditch videos! Soon!

Over at onelastditch.com I am trying to contain my anticipation as I launch my Kickstarter project to fund turning the rest of the book into video.

Why we have ethical questions but not answers

We do live in a discursively constituted, culturally mediated environment as postmodern Westerners and narrative does tend to be where one looks when one is trying to discern the grounds of classical Western metaphysics. But “narrative” does not equal “not real” or “not binding” or even “voluntary” or “at somebody’s whim.”

home is where. no seriously. where is it.

Like most urban dwellers in the US, I am from somewhere else. I have been from somewhere else for as long as I can remember. But what I mean to write about is going home.

internet reading starts soon

That is I read on the internet all the time but soon I am going to post videos of myself reading out loud to the internet: by April 10 I should have posted the first of a series of readings from One Last Ditch at the book’s blog, onelastditch.com. I do not know exactly how [...]

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