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…
By eriktrips
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Also posted in nonfiction, queer, transgender
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Tagged female-to-male, gender, gender dynamics, gender transition, language, man hating, men, transgender, women
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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.
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.
By eriktrips
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Also posted in depression, nonfiction, ptsd, queer, transgender, walkaway from fundamentalism
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Tagged autobiography, christianity, depression, fundamentalism, nonfiction, prose, ptsd, queer, transgender
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I want to write letters. Dear Michael. Dear Richard. Dear Patti. I have written the last one already but it is possible to write a thing more than once and sustain the same sort of sense while varying the precise wording each time. We share approximate cultural milieux although different social circles although the two [...]
When I was six nobody knew where Seattle was. That was not at all what I meant to say.
By eriktrips
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Also posted in depression, disability, flight, nonfiction, politics, queer, writing
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Tagged autobiography, Berkeley, disability, flight, fundamentalism, nonfiction, politics, queer, San Francisco, Seattle, writing
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As it happens, I have decided to, if not systematically, then at least with some sense of deliberation, try to unpack the tangle of narrative and nervous tissue that constitutes my own origin myth. Some of this involves therapy; some of it involves finishing the goddamned autobiography already.
By eriktrips
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Also posted in autism, depression, disability, ptsd, walkaway from fundamentalism
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Tagged american culture, autism, autobiography, christianity, disability, fundamentalism, introversion, mental illness, ptsd, religion, spiritual abuse
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Taking care that one is engaged every moment in productive activity is related to the meticulous care that some say must be taken to guard one’s thoughts from the temptations of the devil, and that has roots in a distaste for anything that distracts from the Platonic Good.
By eriktrips
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Also posted in depression, disability, nonfiction, politics
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Tagged autobiography, cultural theory, difference, disability, diversity, neurodiversity, paradigm shifts, psychological disability
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…it occurred to me that there may be some sort of connection between my ambivalent attitude towards social networking and the difficulty I have keeping up with even the most leisurely schedule I can possibly come up with for myself even though there are many, many things that I want to do before I die…
By eriktrips
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Also posted in disability, nonfiction, writing
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Tagged autism, autobiography, disability, executive functioning, nonfiction, productivity, psychological disability, social web, writing
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I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop since I was old enough to understand how we in the Western world project ourselves out into the future in a teleological way—or at least as soon as I developed the idea of a near future with consequences attendant on whatever I was doing now…
This one, though, will be short and prosaic but the sort of thing one would want to tell one’s readers if one had readers so I am going to tell you all that I am writing music again..
By eriktrips
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Also posted in ad spot, music, nonfiction, poetry, writing
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Tagged alt pop, autobiography, Erik JM Schneider, eriktrips, I remember Will, music, one last ditch, poetry, writing
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