What does it mean, I wonder, that three of the primary blogs I speak to and reference and circle around at the end of Heroines, Bhanu Kapil's, Roz Ito's, and Repat Blues, are either a)indefinitely on hiatus, b)taken down, or c)password-protected? Perhaps it speaks to the ephemerality of the form, how this is an experiment, writing in public space, in outer space, that can't go on indefinitely.


In bed with Jean Genet, the anarchist, monster puppy, as he naps adorably and I try to recover from a headache in order to have people over tonight and attempt to be cogent. Today: Did a phone interview for a full-time job, I think it went well, but just *minutes* before read a negative review online of Green Girl, a review that raises some interesting questions, but was maybe not the best thing to read before I have to put myself out there and attempt, again, cogency and coherence.

I probably won't post for a while, at least until 2012, I too want to give some time to think about this form, about this blog, wondering whether the experiment is at an end. I hope your end of years is joyful and not too stressful, that you are surrounded by beautiful things.