Uncreated Conscience

This past week has felt like The Pixies’ song “Where Is My Mind?” Where has been my mind lately? Not anywhere I need it. Today I am covering for two different agents’ assistants (thankfully not at once although actually simultaneously) and I am so scattered. I blame the fact that the coffee machine is broken. [...]

How Lord, how drunk was I last night? Apparently drunk enough to have lost my glasses…in own my house. In my room even. While I was reading PYGMY by Chuck Palahnuik. And because in addition to still being drunk after celebrating Jess’s birthday, I am being plagued by seasonal allergies, I would rather be wearing [...]

First things first: Wolverine Art Appreciation Month or How JJ Woke Up To Find Her Art History Degree and Her Love of Comic Books Secretly Had a Lovechild Behind Her Back. Secondly, I have now become that sort of person who wakes up at the crack of dawn. I mean this quite literally: as the [...]

This past weekend I went down to New Brunswick to see my Teddy Bear (sorry to have missed you, Katranna!) and I simply could not get over how gorgeous the weather was and how it smelled distinctly like…vacation. There’s a certain scent that I associate with summer, with warm weather, with lazy afternoons when heat [...]

Yesterday I read a manuscript by a writer who may, in fact, be more obsessed with piss and shit than even James Joyce. And I love that pretentious emo dead Irish bastard. (Me and about three other people: my friend Kristine, my houseguest Russ–who is now famous on the internet, and Lou Reed Girlfriend.) In [...]

In a few short weeks my internship at Ye Olde Literary Agency will come to an end and then I shall be put to the task of finding entry-level positions in the sinking industry that is publishing. Oh god. Why, oh why, did I choose to make this lateral career move right as the industry [...]

If April showers bring May flowers, what do Mayflowers bring? Pilgrims. Anyway, spring continues to be a magnificent and infuriating tease. This past weekend it got up to nearly 80 degrees and was sunny and clear and absolutely beautiful. Today it was freezing cold and pouring rain. Again. Have been doing bits of revision but [...]

Words cannot express my love of Michael Emerson. He’s so cute/sweet/creepy! His drawings look like something from a horror film and his reading of “Little Boy Blue” could give any child nightmares. So much love for the Man Behind Benry. P.S. From the same artist who drew I Harth Darth comes Benry Knows Best. Win! [...]

There is something off about me chemically and I cannot for the life of me figure out where I am on my bipolar spectrum. This past week I was definitely skewing depressed: sleeping a lot, feeling extremely unsociable, unable to write or draw or play music or express myself in my usual creative mediums. Friday [...]

I’ve mentioned before how I now read “Houston, TX” in my head as HOW-ston, TX, but evidence of my having gone native appears to run deeper than that. The Northeast/New York accent is creeping ever-so-insidiously into my neutral Californian speech. This, this I will absolutely refuse. I happen to like my California voice, thankyouverymuch. It [...]