how it’s going

It’s laundry day again, down in the furnace workshop. Everything’s sorted into little heaps and I’m here at the bench drawing the next page of I, Triangle Head while the machines chug away.

I’ve already churned through the guest sheets and towels. Now I’m deep into clothes, a load of denim, a load of tees and sweaters. Have I mentioned that I love doing laundry?

I’m coming to you from the Sunday before Christmas. The guest bed’s stacked away to a twin and remade for one (the cat, sleeping in the middle of the day). The presents are neatly wrapped under the tree, and I’ve been hard at work all week, scheduling my blog through the end of the year so that I can be present over the holidays.

For my family, reader, but also for me.

I wanted to take some time away, now that I’ve spent a couple months blogging, to think about how it’s going.

Honestly, I haven’t had social media in over 10 years, I’ve never had a smartphone. I’ve spent my adult life trying and mostly failing to stay off screens, because I spent my young life online at every possible moment, and I wish I hadn’t.

But it also has not escaped me that I’ve suffered as a writer and an artist since withdrawing from the community I had online as a young person.

So that’s what’s on my mind in these dwindling weeks of 2025. Can I even have a blog without being in conflict with my own values?

Maybe.

Thanks for listening.