Dear BJ

Until a few days ago, I hadn’t seen or talked to you since I was a teenager.

Back then, I think, I needed you. You were what I needed when I needed it, and you were in a position that let you be there to chat whenever I sought you out. I don’t remember you saying much or even offering much in the way of advice, but you must have been a good listener or I wouldn’t have felt so comfortable chatting you up and confiding my junior-high-aged problems. Continue reading “Dear BJ”

Favorites, without (specific) explanations

These books are my favorites. They changed who I was or what I thought was beautiful. They gave me insights and things to write on my bathroom mirror. They made me think or ask questions about things I’d never before been curious about. They made me laugh and/or distracted me when I most needed a diversion. Read them if you get the chance. And for the love of god, if you’re judging me on the contents of this list, don’t tell me.

The World According to Garp
A Prayer for Owen Meany
The Cider House Rules
The Great Gatsby
Lonesome Dove
The Secret Life of Bees
Beloved
The Stand
We Have Always Lived in the Castle
Eat, Pray, Love
Ready Player One
The Thirteenth Tale

Technical difficulties

It’s been a “finally fix the fucking software” kind of day over here, but it ain’t done yet. I thought the worst of it was going to be this morning and this afternoon when I was in repeated chats with Adobe trying to get my old version of Photoshop to install on the PC. But alas, no.

As the evening has progressed, it has become clear that software problems are the least of my worries. Evidently, my monitor has finally bit the dust after more than ten years, and now I have no idea how I’m going to get the color right on photo edits. Unfortunately, I didn’t realize that the monitor was beyond help until I’d already spent more than two hours trying to make pictures I’d already edited look like I knew they were supposed to look. I’d like very much to have that time back, but again, no.

My next step will be digging the smaller monitor my brother gave me a year or so ago out of the closet. Maybe–by some miracle–the thing will actually work and I won’t have to spend money I don’t have buying a new one.