the return
this is what I've been up to:
dropped out of seminary (or on indefinite leave?) with 30 credit hours of an MA degree
unpaid elder care for two people who should have divorced 20 years ago
got in a car accident (no injuries)
developed bruxism so bad my gums bleed
lost my 13-year-old Twitter account to being marked a bot after I threw a Palestinian flag on my name with no way to appeal it
wrote approximately 200k of increasingly deranged anime fanfiction
logged out of all social media but Tumblr and, I shit you not, Last.fm
the Fagan-Bradley sidereal zodiac kind of put me off astrology but I still have all this knowledge so? what the fuck
started writing everything in Obisidian or Vim
three different antidepressants since April 2023; prescribed the latest after screencapping War and Peace sections about Marya Bolkonskaya and saying "she's just like me fr"
the short answer: caregiver burnout
I’ve done script consults for dear playwright friends here and there, but I’m purposely out of the loop otherwise. I don't really have anything to say that warrants a long-form outlet like Substack since I feel like I've died and would much rather hear from you, so if you want to say hey, you can reply to this email or hit krdlrosa@gmail.com—my new, shorter (finally) "professional" address.
My brutalist website is kdlrose.github.io because I’ve stopped paying for a domain name, and I guess I did punt my lifelong handle to a new Twitter account.
realize this reads like a cry for help but contrary to what you may think I’m alive because of fanfiction oh my god jesus christ