Ebbs and Flows: on Fotheringham, health, and getting back to it
I think it’s part of what’s missing in our greater cultural discourse around mental health: that you can put in the work, do everything right, and still end up going through it all again. That gets treated by many as personal or moral failing, when it’s simply the nature of chronic illness. And many…
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Everything is tuberculosis and everything is political
Claiming the outdoors is not a political space, is in fact a very political statement. There’s always been a contingent of folks who label themselves as “not into politics.” Folks who are ignorant of the things in life they take for granted that are only available explicitly because of politics. This belief persists especially egregiously…
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Just another 2025 reflection blog
TL;DR: A less than ideal year for health, a stunningly good year for friendships with one weird high school-esque aggravation, a fantastic year for creativity, and an even better year for love. Politics sure were. This was a pretty unique year for me and creativity. One of the hardest parts of dealing with post-viral chronic…
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The submission dilemma, and a tiny damn poem
A tale as old as time. You need to submit writing to get it published. Having an established following can help you get published. You need to post examples of your writing or at least snippets to build a following. Most lit mags won’t accept work previously published, including on your own socials. So you…
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The Pixies understood
I woke up this morning with Where is My Mind stuck on a loop in, well, my mind. My mother is diagnosed bi-polar, suspected borderline, and a host of other issues. I’m fairly open about the fact that we’ve been estranged for a long time, but don’t often get into particulars. I don’t think I…
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Annika Durum 