Them: Why'd you get a tattoo of a milk bottle?

Me: *on my fifth male lactation book this week* "Hm? Why do you ask?"

I love that my name technically means "From stars."

Van = From

Essa > Esther > Ishtar = Star

Or, you could go with the random butterfly genus that was named after that. But screw that. SPACE!!!

Depression is hard bc you need to allow yourself to feel what you're feeling, but you also have work staring at you, and it happens to be a beautiful day. The competing thoughts are: Plz let me stare at the ceiling; I should answer emails; maybe I should be outside. Guess which one often wins? The ceiling. And that is okay, as long as you make a deal with yourself not to stare at the ceiling tomorrow.

BookCon vendors! Who’s selling BookCon tshirts there? Idk how I’m going to leave my table or if I can find a new friend who will run and get me a shirt, but I want one! 🤩