monica byrne

Since my online writing workshops with Night School Bar kept selling out, we put our heads together and came up with a completely new one.

I don’t know why, of all the things I could write you about for this month’s postcard, I keep wanting to write about this one weird thing that happened.

Hello from my study on a cool, overcast day in Sligo, where Myrrh/Pockets the neighborhood cat (to whom I am pointing in the picture) is taking a nap.

….by which I mean my watchlist, not the Salvation of Man.

CW: Chronic pain, medical issues, dis/ability . . . . . .

….you have to admit, it’d be the perfect disguise.

One of my “gentle home tasks” during my break was to put all my diaries in chronological order.

Hello everyone.

GUESS WHAT.

July 13 is my birthday.