I swear if I hear this one more time, the earrings are coming out. — At my local Fred Meyer, it’s a relatively quiet day. …

Not once. Not twice. Thrice. — This is an excerpt from my Substack, which is called Crazy/Old. I started it because I wanted a different site (sorry Medium) to explore topics of mental health and the history of care. You can read way more on the site and also you can subscribe to see all of…

My elementary school teacher had a novel approach to discipline. He was a big soccer fan — which was weird in my working-class neighborhood, where the only Real Sports were football and baseball. …

I’m not a heavy user of TikTok for many reasons, but mostly because I’m in my 30s and too far gone to learn a new social media platform. …

Content note: This piece explores eating disorders in detail and with candor, which may be difficult or disturbing to some readers. Take care of yourself and do what you feel is right. The best piece of licorice I ever ate was in the supply closet of a commercial printing warehouse…

Last month, I took my car in to get it serviced. When I handed my keys over to the man behind the counter, he chuckled and held up my keychain. It’s one of those kitschy plastic ones that looks like it came from an old roadside motel. It was a…

Or: I wrote a whole book about a famous sex worker and of course no one wants to publish it — First, here’s a story. Almost four years ago, I was approached by an academic press who wanted me to write something. I pitched a book and then signed a contract to write a book about a woman who lived in Seattle around the turn of the 20th century. I spent…