Hi Darling Ones, I can already hear the complaints. “ANOTHER listicle, Jodi Chromey? We do not pay you for pointless listicles. We demand high-quality, gut-wrenching yet ultimately life-affirming content or we want our money back.” These are the complaints of the imaginary people who care about what I write here. They’re kinda assholes. Good thing I don’t take their money. I always feel kinda shitty when I do too many listicles in a row, like they’re gonna take away my…
Q2 Book Report: The Best of April – June
Hi Darling Ones, I don’t know about you, but so far 2022 fiction is just not floating my boat, tripping my trigger, or setting my heart on fire with passion and love. I’ve read some good novels (see below), but nothing that’s really, really infected my world. This is unusual for me, because novels are very much my thing. If you have read some kind of fiction that lit you up, even if it’s not from 2022, please let me…
How Do You Keep Your Mind Off All the Tyranny?
Hi Darling Ones, Today was an unexpected slow work day in what in the midst of these busy summer months. I’m in that lull where I’ve gone as far as I can on all my projects and am now waiting for feedback. It’s most welcome because I slept like garbage last night and woke up on the furious side of the bed this morning. Because I don’t feel like thinking about the tyranny of this specific moment in history, here’s…
A Momentary Respite from Dread
Hi Darling Ones, The unbearable heat and humidity in Minnesota has broken, which means we can have the windows open and not want to die of sweat-induced crankiness. Thank to a cool breeze, open windows, and Liz Phair I got a momentary respite from the dread. Frankly, I’m a little surprised I was awake to experience it. I don’t know about you, Darling Ones, but my reaction to having my bodily autonomy taken away by the USFB&GV government has been…
The Abject Cruelty of Living in Unceasing Unprecedented Times
Hi Darling Ones, I slept in this morning because there’s been some stuff going on and I’m tired. I woke up in 1972. Fuck. As you know, the Supreme Court overturned Roe v. Wade. So not only did I wake up in 1972 now we live in the United States of Forced Birth & Gun Violence. I don’t know if the depths of my despair can get any deeper. For months now I’ve been talking about how I have zero…
Stalling
Dear Darling Ones, Would you be surprised to know that 82.9% of the time I type “Darking Ones” on my first attempt? It’s like how when I had a co-worker named Doug I always, always, always typed “Dough” first. In fact, I typed dough when trying to type that sentence. I frequently type my own name as Jodio. What is that? It’s me stalling, I guess. {{{{{{{RECORD SCRATCH}}}}}} I started writing this letter Tuesday. As I was about to explain…