DeAnna Knippling

Me: Angry, heart hurts, feeling sick and breathless. Listens to bangy stompy music all day. Also me: [Lone Digger comes on] Fuck em, I’m learning the Charleston so I can dance on their graves with all due respect 20s style. Me: …it’s either that or give yourself a stress heart attack at this point, sure, […]

Adventures du jour! In the end, I didn’t get any writing done yesterday; I was just too fucking angry about the shooting at Club Q. Instead I stayed up way too late talking to a friend who was also in a dark mood. She talked me down from the worst of it. I’m not effective

Adventures du jour. There was a shooting last night in the hometown of my heart, Colorado Springs. A gunman killed multiple people–five?–and wounded many others at Club Q, an LGBTQ+ space, blocks away from my old apartment on Rebecca Lane. I only went there once (for a lovely brunch) and regretted not having gone more

A poem for a rainy day in Florida. Cold rain in rainspouts; warm cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting; pu-ehr tea like delicate mulch; the end of my nose and the tips of my toes; a song with tri pa let tri pa let tri pa lets; fake wood flooring underfoot.

Adventures du jour! Got triggered hard yesterday; still a bit freaked out. WOW is it hard to be rational in moments like that. Riding it out via music, burning a candle, tea that is strong and hot, clipped fingersnails (typo but Imma leave it) so I won’t tear them all off, adding new ink in

Adventures du jour! Talked with a friend this morning about the Happiness Lab podcast, which has the following definition of fun: 1. play, 2. connection (with a person, cat, nature–or an AI ), 3. flow, or a state where you don’t notice time passing. I choose to have a fair amount of fun. If I

Adventures du jour! A gray day in Tampa. My brain is sludge. Yesterday while writing I got bogged down in a scene, hit a spot that shouldn’t have been that difficult, and lost all will to live, as it were. I went to bed early and finally slept pretty hard after a number of days

Adventures du jour! Coleslaw + jalapenos + salt –> sauerkraut process initiated. The last couple of days have been both good and bad, or rather I have felt both good and bad the last couple of days. The days themselves marched forward regardless of my reaction to them. I’ve been working on a tarot spread

Random-ass thought: what if lab-grown meat is a misnomer and it could be more like beer or sourdough, affected by strains and terroirs of sorts? I’d like that.

Adventures du jour! I screwed up yesterday by using an image by someone who wasn’t me as part of a Midjourney prompt; fortunately, a friend caught me in time and explained why it was a terrible idea. I deleted the image previews off the Discord server, and fortunately they also came down off the MJ