hello. again.

there once was a blogger called magnolia. that was me, in my late 20s, chronicling the implosion of one version of my life and the blossoming of another. i told my story through a series of half-truths, composite characters, hiding in plain sight, and a little of what we now call wishcasting. i had a lil twitter account and a lil wordpress site. and i developed my signature style: either no caps or ALL CAPS.

blogging kept me sane in a wildly unhinged time. it gave me friends, online and in real life. it helped me clarify what i actually wanted at a time when i was trying to split an unsplittable difference. and it was one hell of a procrastination tactic during law school and a divorce. the late 2000s/early 2010s blogosphere was so much fun. that world is loooooooong gone, obliterated by "content" and fash and the general state of the world.

so here i am in my mid 40s, blogging again. this time, i'm not telling you my story through fiction, figuring out who i am. i know who i am right now, and i know what i want to say. i have just made another life change, one that was long overdue. and i have things i want to say that are too big for bluesky. so let's give this a shot, eh? it's not a newsletter per se. i am not a professional writer and i don't care about monetization. i just have some stuff to say that lives between posts and my analog journal. i have never been accused of being brief, so why start now?

i have standards of conduct. i have things i won't countenance. i have ideas about tactics. i have sports teams i love and songs i cannot live without. we'll get to that. we'll have fun, too. living with unapologetic, middle finger in the air, clear-eyed, hard-edged joy is one of my main weapons in this era of fash. i encourage you all to do the same. it makes them so weak and sad and mad, and i love that.

so thanks for stopping in. let's see where this goes, eh?