well, i’m still quarantined blogging: hi!

Been a bit, yeah?

I’m living in a hotspot, y’all, and I am hiding in my house as much as I possibly can because yoiks. We got neighbors in front and behind us in their 20s having house parties, which I hate anyway because I am old and like the quiet and hate humans, but it’s even more annoying right now!

Anyway, I’ve got a story for you all that I’m going to post over the next two (maybe three, depends on how long it ends up) days.  It is a ghost story with a happy ending.  It’s a bit self-indulgent, in that it involves a lot of things I like: a mom and her smart, weird kid; an eccentric neighbor; ghosts; and a giant-ass shower.  It does not involve house parties, coronavirus, grief, or asshole exes.  Content warning for gratuitous use of stuffed animals and one brief mention of cannibalism.

So tune in tomorrow morning for the first installment of “Woulou,” by yours truly.  Happy end of June, gang!