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If that squirrel can take care of itself, so can I.
Hi, friends. I’ve finished another zine! It was intended to be a 24-hour zine, but turned into something more like a week-long zine. Wanna hear a funny story about the local photocopy shop? They no...
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What does it feel like to finish writing a novel?
Strange and wonderful, mixed with emotions and words I haven’t named yet. I’ve been asked this question quite a few times, and it usually sends me into a rambling spiral. When I started my first novel...
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Waking up early and writing lists.
Hello, Lindsay! I’m back in my hometown, where I only have one friend. Dave Cave just bought a house, and I spent the night on his couch, unable to sleep after drinking too much caffeine, my pills...
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Telegram Zine Anthology Pre-Order!
My book, Telegram: A Collection of 27 Issues is now available for pre-order from Mend My Dress Press. The book will ship out to you on Halloween, my favourite holiday, just in time to curl up for...
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Adventures in my hometown, the magic of plants & pills together; also stress...
I’m in Lindsay, Ontario for a few days, dealing with appointments and stress and epic to-do lists and sadness. It just occurred to me today that just because I’m not suicidal doesn’t mean I am well....
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I Quit Fun-A-Day, But I’ve Been Having Fun Everyday!
I started Fun-A-Day, and then I quit (but everyday has nonetheless continued to be fun!). Like I said before, I’m not good at daily projects. I get excited about them and then I don’t keep up. I don’t...
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Meanwhile, In Marandaland
♥ ZINE NEWS ♥ 1. I have a new zine! In Self-Care for Zinesters, I write about self-care from the point-of-view of an introvert, weirdo, and decade-long zinester with depression, anxiety, BPD, &...
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My novel, chain bookstores, technology, class, etc.
So, when I first started to hear about eBooks, I didn’t really understand what they were or how they worked, and I’m still pretty foggy on the details; I don’t know the difference between a Kobo, a...
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Hello, Toronto!
I moved to Toronto last week, and the city has been treating me well. With lilacs, apple blossoms, columbines, and roses in bloom, and everybody riding their bikes, it seems like the perfect season to...
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Ask Maranda: Am I fucking up my life?
Dave Cave is currently working on Operation AHAP, a small town zinester residency and arts grant. He’s a comedian, a writer, and a weirdo, and recently coined the term “mental illness as performance...
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Introvert Studio, know home
(content warning: self-injury, suicidal ideation, all the stuff i write about always) Hello, hello, I went on tour and then I came back to Toronto and I had a mental health suicidal-feelings crisis,...
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Nostalgia and self-care in my hometown, pretty much.
So, apparently Monday the 17th was Blue Monday. I didn’t know ’til I was watching the evening news, though incidentally, I did hear New Order’s Blue Monday on the radio in the afternoon, which made me...
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We Are the Weirdos – a crowdfund pre-order for my next novel!
Long time no write! Despite all the notes I’ve been taking, I haven’t completed anything I’d intended to write for my blog over the last few months because most of my attention has been devoted to...
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Extra Dimensions & Misplaced Shadows: Maranda & Cee Interview One Another on...
When was the last time you read a book by a queer non-binary mad disabled high school dropout and survivor of incarceration on social assistance? Well, We Are the Weirdos might be the first one?!...
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Toronto Forget-Me-Not Part One
After having found a heart-shaped box filled with love letters exchanged between my grandparents in 1950, two years before they were married, I decided to visit the places they were addressed to. My...
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What I Was Thinking About the Day Elizabeth Wurtzel Died
{content notes: death, grief, porn} The night before, I’d taken my bedtime meds, plus an extra half of a sleeping pill, at 8PM, in the second night’s attempt to rapidly-ish reset my body-clock to...
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Toronto Forget-Me-Not Part Two
Read Part One Here. {content notes: coma, death} In Parkdale, sitting on the ground by the garden, I draw another Tarot card. NINE OF CUPS “Happiness.” JUPITER IN PISCES. Expansion, dreams, emotions,...
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Daffodils and Strange Persistence: Crip City Walks, Pandemic Feelings, &...
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