From the legacy archive
So, this criminal letter has prompted me to wonder why no one else with my last name has attempted to contact me for any good reason. I mean, I’ve never been offered a free guitar, or a free cd, or even a part in a movie with Mel! Maybe I should write all of them and say I want to be friends. I’m a good young gal!!
You’ve found the legacy blog. It’s twenty-some years of writing, in roughly the state I left it. Spacer GIFs, old jokes, posts that did not age well; some of it is fine, some of it is a basement. I keep it online because the work was real, and because deleting old posts would feel like editing my own past.
If you’d rather see current writing, the writing page is the right door.
