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  • It’s Three Years Since You Died

    Another year: the third. My lucky number is three. You told me once that it was a stupid number to have as a lucky number because it’s so prevalent. Or maybe that was Will? It was years ago, so who…

    / November 1, 2017
  • With Thanks To Sharon Needles

    Growing up, the 31st October was the one time I felt like losers like me came to the forefront. I’ve spoken before about how Hallowe’en felt like my natural calling as a kid, so I won’t recap that here. I…

    Grief, Hallowe'en
    / October 31, 2017
  • RIP, Cloyd

    IN MEMORIAM Tonight is a sad, sad night at the Lyan house. Cloyd has died. Cloyd was a giant African land snail, and probably the most famous and unusual of our small, strange clan. I want to jump in quick,…

    / August 9, 2017
  • Of Motherhood and Cancer

    The truth is that community theatre changed my life. I was 19 when I tagged along with a friend to join a community production of Sweeney Todd. Somehow I found myself with a singing role and no singing experience. A…

    / June 2, 2017
  • Saying Goodbye To Jo

    When I heard about Jo, I felt numb and defeated. I didn’t really cry, but then, I don’t cry a lot. Yesterday was Jo’s memorial, and I surprised myself by crying constantly, mostly before even arriving. I cried when I watched the Season…

    / January 20, 2017