pheebs
@clitullus.bsky.social
green and sweet, but with a taste for salt https://linktr.ee/phebewrites
The good news is that I have motivation and that is that I’ll be kicking come Christmas, because I promised myself a tattoo and a real little tree and all of the really morbid carols on repeat.
I don’t even want praise for the profound work of keeping up a pulse, I just want to be able to ask for help without performing first— or worse receiving hurt.
oh, no— is my extended mixed episode inconveniencing you? so sorry, I’ll get right on that!
oooOoOOoo i have been invited to table for hunter's alumni authors day......... come by west lobby on nov 4th (idk, afternoon?) if you wanna buy some romance novels (signed!) and chat about anything honestly anything at all !
if I could get to (and get into) one of julien baker’s cambridge gigs…. let’s just say my depression would be cured !
my psychoanalyst says he’s way better at dissociating than I am… rude. also: challenge accepted, philip!
hey does anyone have access to "Reading Gothic Fiction: A Bakhtinian Approach" (Jacqueline Howard) / want to email me a PDF? none of my institutions have access..... :(
can someone tell the nyc rental market I NEED to get my own place by December so I can throw my annual lion in winter watch party where we eat cured meats, mull wine, and maybe make pomanders??
Me to my editor: oh no, it’s not at all meant seriously! haha what is this, the 70s? Me to my internet friends: god I wish a milf would Let Me
pheebs@clitullus.bsky.social · 2w agoThe things my editor lets me do…. And yes, this went to print. And this month‘s paper was distributed. In two boroughs. I mean, I edited it down. The first one I wrote was pure filth!
The things my editor lets me do…. And yes, this went to print. And this month‘s paper was distributed. In two boroughs. I mean, I edited it down. The first one I wrote was pure filth!
Will I burst into tears as soon as my doctor asks me how I am? Place your bets…
between sharks and spades you are in a sad pickle and peril, poor lad
I feel like I’m in a fucking DeLillo novel. Maybe the end of White Noise?
watching ginger snaps for the first time, thinking about sappho by way of catullus by way of shirley jackson
i miss the twitter days and i miss not being depressed and exhausted and i really miss my dog most of all
Samuel Palmer, The Lonely Tower, 1879 https://botfrens.com/collections/14375/contents/1128458
Sketch of a Right Arm and Shoulder - 1886 https://botfrens.com/collections/46/contents/13969
ok but what if i DID get the fall semester in london / summer program extension what if that happened
i think i will go see LADY again in theaters while it is still here this week. it was INCREDIBLE. not for many, i suspect, but PRECISELY for me.
anyway i bought a pair of raspberry pink sneakers second hand because i have no money and i am trying to make peace with disability and social work requiring me to wear really supportive shoes all the time / i'm getting so sick of the one pair of work sneakers i have now.