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This Lady Is Moving To Substack

Yes, my dear Phantom reader, all good things do come to an end, and when I say to an end, I mean this blog. As of today, I’m moving a lot of the content here to Substack, where I’ll also start posting new stuff. Ok, so I probably won’t be completely neglecting this blog forever and ever, good old Rebeccah world. I do actually have a rather intricate post on the astrology of Sylvia Plath still in draft form, and I probably won’t be moving that one over to my new abode (because, honestly, I do know that probably no…

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June Update

Dear Phantom Reader, So it’s been a while since I wrote anything on my blog. Partly that’s because I just didn’t feel like it and partly it’s because my sites (I have a WP multisite) were down for a while. I’m not a complete coding greenhorn–I’ve messed around with HTML and CSS and know enough not to totally freak out when I go into an editing program–so I tried to fix the issue myself at first. I figured something out which got them to work again, but then they crashed in another way. I look into the stats in my…

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Astro Fever

So folks, we’ve all been in various states of quarantine and social isolation and, I don’t know about you, but I’m worn out and brain dead as fuck, at least in a creative way. I haven’t done much good writing in weeks, which has been crazy frustrating, but I’m also trying to give myself a break. The energy these days is stagnant to say the least, and listening to my daughters bicker in the background does not inspiration make. Schools are supposedly starting back up here in May, which will help. If all else fails, I guess I’ll have to…

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3 Things to Riff on

Nostalgia I’ve never really been a nostalgic person for two reasons. First, nostalgia always seemed like an illusion, like an airbrushed version of the past where all the celluloid and saggy skin and acne and freckles have been erased, with a pleasing glamour glow taking its place. Second, nostalgia always has a put down whiff to it, a let’s-diss-the-present-because-the-past-rocked-so-much-more kind of vibe. Still, these days nostalgia is definitely easy to do because I have two pre-teen daughters and yes, believe everything you read (if you haven’t experienced it yourself): preteen girls are quite the handful. Or at least sometimes they…

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Astrology, a Love Story

Berlin has a booming start-up scene and until recently I was working in it. Although occasionally the CEO, COO, CFO or other C-person may be someone 40+ who prefers the more “dynamic” (i.e. chaotic) atmosphere of a start-up, start-ups are mostly staffed with young people. Seriously. It’s almost like they have a sign above the door that says: Hark! All ye over 35 shalt not enter. I’m well over 35 and certainly do not have a “C” (or at least not a capital one) in my job title, and yet I managed to sneak in. Although I did occasionally get…

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Hire Me.

So, a well-paid, relatively stress free freelance gig of mine is about to end. I would say that I was fired only you don’t really “fire” freelancers. When my boss broke the news to me, he told me unfortunately our “collaboration” was ending. It ends up I didn’t have enough background knowledge to write about the topic at the company with any real authority. Granted, they should have known that from the beginning. If memory serves, I think I said something at the interview like, “This is not at all my field, and I have no prior industry knowledge whatsoever.…

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2 x 3 For 2019 (And One Surprise)

Three best books I’ve been a big reader for as long as I can remember, but occasionally I find writers who mean something more to me personally than, ‘Gee, that was a pretty good book.’ Usually these writers have one or more of the following characteristics: In other words, writers whose work I admire who are also somewhat like me. Since I’m straight, this writer crush stuff can get a little complicated if the writer in question happens to be a man. If I ever met said writer in person and gushed out all my enthusiasm, what if he ended…

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The Occult And Me: A Confession

For some reason I feel like writing a post outing myself as the occultist I’ve been pretty much all of my adult life. I say “outing” because other than my partners and a few close friends, some of whom like to refer to me as “Madame Rebeccah”, most people aren’t aware of this secret part of me. I suppose some of this has to do with my own inner occult critic. Also, I did grow up in California, where half the people are into something flakey, all-is-light new age-y and the other half are blissed out Buddhists (try as I…

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Boring, Boring/Long Live The Tree Root Fungi!

Dear Phantom Reader, As I’ve sure you’ve noticed, I haven’t been around here for a couple of weeks (did you miss me?). The reason, unfortunately, is boring: Lots of boring work because I need boring money because I have a boring hole in my bank account. You can’t live off credit in Germany (thank god) so all these boring needs mean taking on lots of boring work. Ugh. Reality does indeed blow. All this boring work has left me with little energy to do any of my own creative work (i.e. fiction writing, which I’m ambitious about, and music, which…

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