Hello Darling Ones, There are days where the unending monotony of this pandemic drives me to despair. There are days where I think over and over, I can’t do this anymore. I can’t do this. I might die. Am I going mad? I can’t do this anymore. The boredom is killing me. The anxiety is killing me. Everything is killing me. My plan was to come here today and write jokes or say something funny. I thought about maybe making…
The COVID Diaries: A Heart Full of Pop Rocks
Hi Darling Ones, I recently re-read for maybe the twelfth time Geek Love by Katherine Dunn. It is one of my very favorite books. When I told my friends I just read Geek Love I got puzzled responses. My friend EM was shocked because she thought it was my first time. One of the Tea Ladies was a little stunned because it’s such a weird book. Whenever I have to explain my love for this dark, mean book I need…
The COVID Diaries: Cinnamon Girl II, The Atomic Boogaloo
Dear Darling Ones, I would like to report that today was a pretty good day for an endless pandemic during the fall of capitalism. I will tell you the reasons in list form because I’m kinda exhausted (see item #4). I listened to Joan Jett’s “I Love Rock & Roll” four times in a row this morning. After I posted yesterday’s letter, my Black Sheep friend Christopher said, and I quote, “I will never be as brave a writer as…
The COVID Diaries: Flap My Wings & Fly Away From Here
Hi Darling Ones, Do you Timehop? Do you know what Timehop is? It’s an app that shows you all your social media garbage on the day you put that garbage out into the universe. Twitter. Instagram. Facebook. Your phone’s camera. It gathers all the ephemera and then presents it to you on a daily basis. Because I am stupid competitive about only the most pointless stuff, I have a four-year Timehop streak (1705 days to be exact). My streak is…
The COVID Diaries: Sundays, Spinsters & Sexy Renegades
Hello Darling Ones, You should know that I just scraped macaroni & cheese residue off the sleeve of my shirt with my thumbnail. I had macaroni and cheese for dinner last night (homemade and there was broccoli* in there too because I am a grown up). I cannot remember the last time I showered but my hair doesn’t hurt yet and I’m not stinky, so it must have been in the recent past. I do know I’ve been wearing this…
The COVID Diaries: Cinnamon Girl
Hi Darling Ones, I have typed and deleted roughly 600 words so far during the creation of this letter. My brain is a little spinny today. I can’t seem to grasp any thought for more than a few seconds. It makes writing difficult and when you’re a writer that makes your day wholly unproductive. One of the things I tried to write about was my teeny, tiny life, but after about 300 words I quit. Then I tried to write…