What the hell.
This thing.
First name: Kiya. Yes, I know that's not the legal name that people may know me by; it is, however, the name that I use socially these days, remember to answer to, and think of myself in. My therapist calls me Kiya; so does the dentist for that matter.
Age: Actually a grownup now, disconcertingly; thirty.
Location: Near Boston, in a swamp.
Occupation: Housewife. Freelance editor working for Immanion/Megalithica. Writer, in which field I am self-unemployed, but I have contributions in The Red Sox Fan Handbook, Manifesting Prosperity: A Wealth Magic Anthology, and an upcoming book of devotions to Sekhmet that will be put out by Asphodel Press. I also have a submission out to a proposed anthology titled Feminism for Freaks; my publication history is only getting weirder as time goes by. (Current projects fully my own are several novels and The Traveller's Guide to the Duat: Amenti on Two Deben a Week.) I'm working, albeit a bit half-assedly, on starting a small pottery business; watch this space. Kemetic neo-reconstructionist theologian, a job for which there is a shocking lack of demand.
Partner(s): teinedreugan, my partner of fourteen years and husband of seven and a half. arawen, my partner for a few months short of three years unless I've completely bollixed my chronology, who holds my collar. Beyond that we get increasingly esoteric; I refer to oneironaut as a partner kind of haphazardly depending on whether or not I feel like arguing about the legitimacy of romantic friendships and/or am using the slightly more specialised meaning of "partner" that has reference to fucking. And thus off into madness in motion.
Kids: None as yet.
Pets: Two cats, siblings; Arthur (my cat) and Lennon (teinedreugan's cat, though he'll accept arawen as a substitute person sometimes, except when he's trying to make teinedreugan jealous by spending time with arawen, or throwing a snit because teinedreugan is not in the house). A royal python, named Kundalini, called Kunda.
School: Broken by the International Baccalaureate. Dropped out of college. Paralegal certification. Dithering about going back to get a bachelor's so that I can someday get an M.Div.
Siblings: One brother, younger, who is one of Nature's Cool People. He has serious health issues that I occasionally angst about.
Parents: Two.
Wiseassery aside, my parents are divorced and my father remarried. My relationship with my mother is distant and too complex for a public post; my relationship with my father is reasonably close. I like his wife a lot.
Health: Mediocre as always. My hypothyroidism appears to be subclinical, but I am keeping a close eye on that sucker. Joints remain not great. Migraines have mostly vanished since I stopped working other people's hours. Depression is really quite annoying, and my current treatment techniques are not satisfying it, thus my appointment with a psychiatric nurse on Friday. I am generally well, in my typically creaky and catankerous fashion. There is a hole in my head because I had a wisdom tooth pulled eight hours ago.
3-5 Biggest Things Going On Right Now:
1) Depression treatment is hard. Also, not alleviatable by shopping. I'm not talking about it much, which would be why the whole 'wait, what, psychiatric nurse?' thing may be a surprise to people who aren't on a particular private filter. I am riding a pretty bad downturn at the moment.
2) We are slowly converting the yard to something that doesn't demand mowing. In addition to the garden boxes I put up last year, I have put in some raspberry bushes and built a spiral herb garden, which I intend to post pictures of when I have them.
3) I am continuing to study Feri, once again under the auspices of yezida. I will be meeting loveandpower at the New Hampshire Feri Camp to discuss the possibilities of also studying with her.
4) I am very busy in ways that don't produce much talking. Contact with the outside world is actively difficult and complex, and I am tremendously tired a lot of the time.
5) I may need to take some more of this nice Vicodin soon.
- You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you *should* already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.
First name: Kiya. Yes, I know that's not the legal name that people may know me by; it is, however, the name that I use socially these days, remember to answer to, and think of myself in. My therapist calls me Kiya; so does the dentist for that matter.
Age: Actually a grownup now, disconcertingly; thirty.
Location: Near Boston, in a swamp.
Occupation: Housewife. Freelance editor working for Immanion/Megalithica. Writer, in which field I am self-unemployed, but I have contributions in The Red Sox Fan Handbook, Manifesting Prosperity: A Wealth Magic Anthology, and an upcoming book of devotions to Sekhmet that will be put out by Asphodel Press. I also have a submission out to a proposed anthology titled Feminism for Freaks; my publication history is only getting weirder as time goes by. (Current projects fully my own are several novels and The Traveller's Guide to the Duat: Amenti on Two Deben a Week.) I'm working, albeit a bit half-assedly, on starting a small pottery business; watch this space. Kemetic neo-reconstructionist theologian, a job for which there is a shocking lack of demand.
Partner(s): teinedreugan, my partner of fourteen years and husband of seven and a half. arawen, my partner for a few months short of three years unless I've completely bollixed my chronology, who holds my collar. Beyond that we get increasingly esoteric; I refer to oneironaut as a partner kind of haphazardly depending on whether or not I feel like arguing about the legitimacy of romantic friendships and/or am using the slightly more specialised meaning of "partner" that has reference to fucking. And thus off into madness in motion.
Kids: None as yet.
Pets: Two cats, siblings; Arthur (my cat) and Lennon (teinedreugan's cat, though he'll accept arawen as a substitute person sometimes, except when he's trying to make teinedreugan jealous by spending time with arawen, or throwing a snit because teinedreugan is not in the house). A royal python, named Kundalini, called Kunda.
School: Broken by the International Baccalaureate. Dropped out of college. Paralegal certification. Dithering about going back to get a bachelor's so that I can someday get an M.Div.
Siblings: One brother, younger, who is one of Nature's Cool People. He has serious health issues that I occasionally angst about.
Parents: Two.
Wiseassery aside, my parents are divorced and my father remarried. My relationship with my mother is distant and too complex for a public post; my relationship with my father is reasonably close. I like his wife a lot.
Health: Mediocre as always. My hypothyroidism appears to be subclinical, but I am keeping a close eye on that sucker. Joints remain not great. Migraines have mostly vanished since I stopped working other people's hours. Depression is really quite annoying, and my current treatment techniques are not satisfying it, thus my appointment with a psychiatric nurse on Friday. I am generally well, in my typically creaky and catankerous fashion. There is a hole in my head because I had a wisdom tooth pulled eight hours ago.
3-5 Biggest Things Going On Right Now:
1) Depression treatment is hard. Also, not alleviatable by shopping. I'm not talking about it much, which would be why the whole 'wait, what, psychiatric nurse?' thing may be a surprise to people who aren't on a particular private filter. I am riding a pretty bad downturn at the moment.
2) We are slowly converting the yard to something that doesn't demand mowing. In addition to the garden boxes I put up last year, I have put in some raspberry bushes and built a spiral herb garden, which I intend to post pictures of when I have them.
3) I am continuing to study Feri, once again under the auspices of yezida. I will be meeting loveandpower at the New Hampshire Feri Camp to discuss the possibilities of also studying with her.
4) I am very busy in ways that don't produce much talking. Contact with the outside world is actively difficult and complex, and I am tremendously tired a lot of the time.
5) I may need to take some more of this nice Vicodin soon.