Writings



Last updated December 19, 1996

Well, yes...erm, welcome. Do come in. A word of explanation is in order. You see, I used to write. There was a time not long ago when prose flowed out of me in ceaseless torrents, limpid and wholesome at times, darkly foul at others. Then, suddenly and without warning, the spring dried up, and all was silence.

I am probably quite alone in considering this abrupt cessation a Bad Thing.

Only seizures of great personal animus move me to eloquence these days, and the resulting torrents of vitriol, while amusing, would get me sued, fired, ostracized, and possibly injured if I gave into the temptation to splash them across the Web. (Don't worry, they'll go up as soon as I'm diagnosed with a fatal illness.)

Well (as I remind myself daily and with mounting panic), even Fran Lebowitz had a seven-year dry spell. And we won't even mention Peter Cook. Those of you whose jobs are so unimaginably tedious that you leap at simply any distraction may therefore wish to check back here in about four years, by which time I hope to have applied a generous dose of mental Olestra to this creative blockage of mine. Meanwhile, you can kill a little time with some snippets that happened to survive the last re-formatting of my hard disk. I'll update this page as items surface.

Academic Writing


This deathless prose has moved to a page of its own.

Rants

Answers to Queries


Le Spleen de Mizz'ri


There are certain things about life in the Blow-Me State that I couldn't let pass without comment. The screeds are here somewhere; I'll post them as I find them.

Le Spleen d'Ithaca


OK, so there's a disproportionate amount of spleen. But who writes when he's happy?

Tastelessness


WARNING: THOUGH THE FOLLOWING MATERIAL IS HUMOR, *NOT* PORN, SOME MIGHT FIND IT OFFENSIVE. IF YOU THINK YOU MIGHT BE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE, THEN READ NO FURTHER AND DON'T EXPLORE ANY OF THE FOLLOWING LINKS. SIMPLE ENOUGH.

Once upon a time I infested a newsgroup called alt.tasteless (this was back in those golden days before the Wired article; before the flood of subliterate cretins with brand new modems and ten free hours on AOL polluted our waters with their micturations, making the place well-nigh unbearable....but I digress). I infested it with such alarming vigor that they named me Ms. Alt.Tasteless(R) 1993 in a futile effort to make me shut up. Into that forum I drained all the stinking pus of a wounded psyche, but while one or two of my posts may still be floating about otherwhere [heh. write me for the URL of McAfee's a.t. archives, if you really want to see them], my own archives have managed to get misplaced. I did find these items, however.

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