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Author: Karawynn

I am female, and a ferocious feminist; white, but a vehement anti-racist. I am an impassioned democratic socialist. I am a biromantic asexual in a polyamorous long-term relationship with an allosexual. I am autistic, with a long list of comorbid conditions, though I didn’t know that until I was 49. I am a stepmother to now-adult daughters, one of whom is also neurodiverse. I am a child abuse survivor who lives with mental illness. I have an autoimmune condition and am physically disabled. I read a great deal and sometimes I write.

Here Comes the Rain Again

This is a three-part update, subtitled “What the hell happened to June?” So one thing about living in Mexico that is very different from the US (or Canada, or the UK): we don’t really have four seasons here. That’s because the spring-summer-fall-winter progression is a phenomenon specific to temperate latitudes, and most of Mexico is sub-tropical or tropical. In Köppen-Geiger…

Am I Officially ‘Back from the Dead’ Now?

I just realized that I posted about my latest story publication everywhere online except … my own actual web site. <facepalm> “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers” — my short story about a nonspeaking autistic person, genetically engineered corvids, and the importance of self-determination — appears in Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine, July/August 2023 issue. Individual print copies are in bookstores…

Recovering from a Month

April was a hard month. Especially since my Autism Epiphany, which led me to a much better understanding of why I’d spent a majority of my adult life in a state of steamrollered-flat exhaustion, I have been doing much better at ‘parcelling out my spoons’ to avoid extremes of stress and burnout. With that firmly in mind, I had planned…

Journey

For a while last summer, during the initial burst of productivity engendered by new ADHD meds, I had the private goal of finishing my novel draft by my fifty-third birthday. That marker just passed — and nope, I’m not even close. The best I can say is that I can see the halfway point from here. I have of course…

A Few Writing Updates

Contracts for the short story I talked about in August turned up at long last and have been negotiated and signed, so that I can now finally announce that “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers” has sold to Asimov’s Science Fiction. Still don’t have any idea which issue, but it seems reasonable to hope for sometime in 2023 … A…

New Year, New Plan

I’m about to make a pretty big change to how and where I write online. In a few days, I will be launching a (free) newsletter on Substack: Nine Lives, version 2.0 (now with twenty-five years more wisdom, I hope). The original Nine Lives was written when I was twenty-seven through thirty-one (with a brief coda at thirty-three). I’ve gone…

Kitchen Remodel: After

I believe Jak was the one to first point out that we had relatively useless kitchen-adjacent space which might be brought inside, an idea that I grabbed onto desperately in my quest for kitchen improvement. Even with that expansion, though, there were still a lot of pre-existing constraints in play, so everything about the design was an exercise in tradeoffs.…

Kitchen Remodel: Before

I have so many things swirling around in my head right now I’ve decided to let them settle for a bit and instead, give you the long-promised before-and-after shots of The Great Kitchen Remodel That Took Actual Years Off My Life (But Goddammit Was Still Worth It). The brief recap: in January 2017, Jak and I bought a small (2BR…

Novel Neepery

Last time I talked about my novel, I touched on some of the struggles I was experiencing as I started writing Act Two. I had progressed swimmingly through what seemed like a solid Act One beginning, with some really excellent writing, and then I hit the middle part and found myself dog-paddling. I am reminded very much of my early…