With my calendar still on September, I approach November

Now with October fully here--our first real wind storm of the season sending many on tumultuous ferry rides home last night, I think it's time to finally flip my Gorey calendar from September. It's been frozen probably because I don't want to forget all the activity it brought: my first full-length book in hand, the anatomical heart molds a little foggy on a shelf from when I accidentally washed them with soap over a vinegar rinse, the toothbrush I used to scrub said molds still atop them, making it appear as though I have strange oral hygiene habits when all I wanted was the perfect chocolate heart (Can you blame a cardio daughter?) 

And what did October bring? My third nomination for Best of the Net by one of my favorite small journals, Toasted Cheese Literary Journal The opportunity to read with incredibly talented writers, Hollie Hardy at The Pine Box in Seattle and Mallory Ortberg, Molly Antopol, NoViolet Bulawayo, and Jonathan Lethem at the Make Out Room in San Francisco for Writers With Drinks hosted by Charlie Jane Anders. Now that I have experienced what I never imagined, reading after a stand-up comic, and surviving without officially tossing my cookies, I feel I can turn the calendar toward November. Onward to holidays such as Day of the Dead, where I will hopefully steal an hour or two away from studying to check out this year's traditional sand painting, tapete, in-progress at the Seattle Art Museum. 

But in case you somehow missed this, and have circa 10 minutes to spare, check out Evan Karp's video of me reading in SF on October 11, 2014. Either way, I'll see you in November.

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