This site

These are stories, poems, and (eventually) blogstuff (maybe) that I’ve written.

You may have noticed tags next to some of the titles. Here’s what they mean:

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(‘Content advice’ means the same thing as ‘content warnings’. I like the former phrase for its connotations, which feel to me more polite; I’m not warning you to stay away, only offering advice that you are welcome to consider and act upon at your leisure.)

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There’s also RedFlag, a lovely service that lets you set up content-warned links for anything on the Web. I hope you won’t need it for my site, but it’s there for everything else!

Me

Hi! I’m Alexis. I do things and I am things.

I’m a writer, primarily of speculative fiction and weird tales, occasionally of poetry, blog, and assorted et cetera.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve imagined other worlds. Eventually I decided to try to share them, and that’s what I’m doing here. They are all, in one fashion or another, worlds I’d like to see, and in which I’d like to live. Writing about them, creating them, for me is a way of doing that. Perhaps reading about them will be something similar for you. I’d like to hope so, and I hope you find them as appealing as I do.

They’re all love stories, one way or another, and they’re likewise all autobiographical. That probably says a lot about me. You’re welcome to try to figure out what.

I’m a wildlife photographer, with a particular interest in urban fauna, raptors, arthropods, and waterbirds.

A fox trotting along a grassy hillside, pausing to glance suspiciously back at a human whose business in her woods she questions, is beautiful. A jumping spider, motionless save the two big central eyes scanning its own reflection, is beautiful. An osprey soaring above the harbor, big bright eyes spying fish as they dart to and fro beneath the waves, is beautiful. A big shiny shield beetle trundling along a handrail, its tiny mind full of beetle occasions, is beautiful.

My mother taught me to recognize and appreciate such beauty; my grandfather taught me to preserve it in photographs.

We’re intersex and genderqueer…

We’re not really plural, we think, but there exist a male me and a female me who most times mostly, and occasionally make ourselves more distinct when to do so suits our purposes. This makes perfect sense to us, especially since the body we share is chimerically 47,XXY. We graciously do not require that it make any sense to you.

…but mostly we just think of ourselves as a monster.

And why not? We’re a chimera and a hydra, just to start out with. What are those, if not monsters?

It’s an interesting word, ‘monster’. Sure, it means a horrible slithering tentacled thing that strikes terror into the hearts of men. (Or anyone, really, if you like. We’re not picky, but we do operate exclusively on vampire rules: first, you have to invite us in.)

But ‘monster’ also means a creature of omen and of wonder, and while we make no representation of ourselves as such a beast, this is certainly what we try to be, certainly if nowhere else in our - in my - stories.

And, too, ‘monster’ means a wellspring of knowledge, ready to share itself with any who should desire to learn. (We most typically see this sense of the word in ‘demonstrate’, which shares the root.) While, again, we make no representation of success, we try to be this, too.

We’re a huge nerd, too.

And this page is a work in progress, because if we sit here and mess with it until we decide it’s finished, this site will never go live.