Tomorrow is my book’s birthday – hooray! One year ago Infinity Mathing at the Shore & Other Disruptions was published. I’m so damn proud of this one I got a tattoo on my hand of the ornamental break I designed for the book. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of how far I’ve come.

So why did I write this book?

I would have written the stories in Infinity Mathing at the Shore & Other Disruptions even if I never received a single payment for them. They’re stories I wrote because they had to be written. Stories that bleed because they come from my heart – among other organs. Forty years of lived experiences sent to a chef’s kitchen: peeled, prepped, and served in prose. I wrote some of them before I came out as trans and some of them after I came out. Every story in the book is beautifully queer. And horrifyingly honest.

I wrote what I always wrote, which is the stuff I love to read: things that feel like you’re reading the dirty secrets of the universe. Messy relationships and body horror and the world bending like a con artist’s spoon. I hope you get the chance to catch up on the gossip.