comics, essays, and more from an anxious, androgynous, aromantic, atheist asexual with adhd

Tagged: crochet

The first panel, in shades of grey, shows the artist - a young woman with short hair wearing a purple t-shirt - holding up a cellphone with a lot of stuff in the background. She's excitedly saying, "Ooh, found a new app to track my reading that will let me categorize and tag my books, and even save quotes! All I have to do is import my library, individually select the right cover art, format, and edition, and assign them to shelves based on genre."

January 22, 2024

Who You Callin’ Deficient?

I made a secret Pinterest board full of ADHD anecdotes and named it ‘Evidence.’

The first panel, in shades of grey and purple, shows the artist, a young woman with short hair wearing a purple t-shirt, holding a card and a stamp in her left hand. She says, "Let's see - I taught myself to crochet last week, so...I think...yes-"

October 23, 2020

Consolation Prize

In Shakespeare’s time, leading apes into hell was the fate that awaited old maids.

See Something, Say Something, Do Something
A few years ago, when the world shut down and we all spent time getting more introspective than was strictly healthy, I started saving relatable anecdotes I found online to a Pinterest board. It wasn't long before I noticed the algorithm had picked up a theme. But surely, I argued to myself, it was just a coincidence that I found those tales of ADHD so relatable.
Would You, Could You, Eat a Dragon?
When food is the central love language that binds people together, what place is there for those of us who don’t want to be fed? If “eating is[…]the exclusive privilege of the living,” does that make me simply the walking dead? You can’t be a picky eater in the dungeon. Okay, but – hear me out – what if you are?
Matters of Representation (Because Representation Matters)
It's no small thing to see yourself positively reflected in something someone else has made. It's proof that you're not alone, that you're not broken, or wrong, or any of the other things we tell ourselves when we grow up and don't see a friendly face in society's mirror.