Diversifying My God-Forsaken Brand

Francisco Goya, Witches’ Flight

Took off work for

My 40th Birthday

The coldest day of the winter yet. I wrote from home this morning and while I kept getting distracted I eventually worked on the novel and the porno story. Neither felt effortless which wound up making me feel good about things – like subject matter doesn’t matter so much, when it’s difficult it’s difficult.

I journaled about my insecurities. On my thirtieth birthday I set a chimney on fire.