I Sing a Song of Solitude
I love the passing of time I love being by myself. There is no place I would rather be than alone. I almost don’t even care where it is, as long as there’s nobody else around. I wouldn’t mind being in London again, though. Lindsay took that picture because obviously I was busy taking a […]
Deviations on Death
Alliteration is Accidental I wrote the following a bit ago, and I’ll get to why, but I’m including it here mostly as I left it. At the end, I’ll go back to Now. The first bit, about death, is from the Before (a month ago, or slightly more). — I’ve been thinking about death a […]
My Body, My Burden
Finding All New Bottoms My original title for this was My Fraught Relationship With Pain, because I had a couple of jaunts to the emergency room and they were both pain-related. I’ll elaborate in a minute, but I ditched that title because I realized that nobody has a good relationship with pain. The title I […]
A Note About Names
My name is James Hazlett Foreman. That’s the name I was given by my parents, though I suspect my mother had more to do with it than my father. I say this not because of a lack of fatherly interest in child-rearing but because of a great deal of interest in names on the part […]
The Joy of Being Unmoored
I don’t know how else to describe how I feel, so I went with something nautical. The nautical thing is an affectation, not an endorsement. I like nautical things in the same way I like wars that never happened—nobody was actually hurt, and it’s all just imagination (the star wars, for example). I like the […]
A Year in Review: 2020
There’s a lot of “happening” happening and frankly I’m sick of it. Oh man. Oh jeez. Where do I even begin? There’s no central narrative to Jim’s 2020, though COVID will dominate. That’s just the A Plot. The B and C Plots for your 2020 were different depending on who you are—maybe you lost your […]
What It’s Like to Have a Brain Shunt
This isn’t going to be gross, I promise. On this, the eve of the third anniversary of my second brain surgery, I am going to tell you about my shunt. I have a peritoneal shunt installed inside my brain. Here’s what it looks like: It’s a straw inside my brain ventricle with a long tube […]
Me and The Baron
I only mentioned cancer once this time I am writing this from my latest Instagram impulse purchase: a surprisingly inexpensive (at least it was when I ordered it—I see they’ve substantially raised the price since then) and extremely responsive e-ink tablet with a pen. I can write long hand, with decent character and handwriting recognition, […]
Interrogating the burden of delight
Eye Roll Emoji The title means nothing. I’ve recently found myself using those three words a lot and when you put them all in a line like that it looks like an extremely pretentious version of this newsletter (that can already get a little pretentious, if I’m honest). It’s incredibly goth of me to even […]
Jim Cries – An Interview with Mom
For more context, read the blog: Jimmy accepts Grover – then cries.