Portland, Oregon. 📍 Part mad scientist, part gonzo journalist. Author, sex toy designer, abuse survivor. Co-author of the Passionate Pantheon novels: http://passionatepantheon.com
Franklin Veaux
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Me: *gets cheap Chinese power brick for my Intel MacBook pro*
The power brick: *causes a kernel panic followed by “This copy of macOS has been damaged, please reinstall”*
Embedded developer me: “USB C PD negotiation bug”
#Infosec me: “A power brick would be a great malware tool…”
I’m up at this godforsaken hour for a rousing game of “Is It Cancer, or Is My Body Just Weird?” Scheduled for a biopsy this morning. “Don’t take any over the counter painkillers,” they said. “We’ll use lidocaine,” they said. Ha! Joke’s on them, I’m resistant to local anesthetics.
Sitting in the airport in Charlotte , NC, editing editing editing. My layover is so long, my flight home hasn’t even been assigned a gate yet, so I just parked in a random spot with a pen in my hand. This book is my life right now.
So American Airlines rebooked me on a bizarre flight back to Portland. I’m flying from here to Charlotte, North Carolina, where I have a 5-hour layover before heading from there to Portland. It’s gonna be a looooong day.
Packing up to head back to Portland! What a mad, exhilarating, frightening, joyous, sexy trip this has been. My God.
Guess which flight I’m on. Go ahead, guess. FFFFUUUU—
Wedged into my flight to Charlotte with my knees in my nose, listening to Sisters of Mercy and editing Spin. One of the hardest things about co-authoring this novel was having to steelman a social system of reproductive slavery I personally find morally repugnant. #AmWriting
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a laundry basket in possession of clean laundry straight from the dryer, must be in want of a cat.
My Talespinner and I started discussing whether the Dominionate in our novel Spin has the capacity to make borosilicate glass, which led to a whole rabbit Warren about hand-blown borosilicate and man, it is ENDLESSLY fascinating.
