I’m Steff. I’ll be your pilot. And this, this is my interstellar craft of truth and wit. Buckle up. There are no exits, fuck the front and side doors.

If you want celebrity gossip, this is not the blog for you. If you want comfortable postings that’ll fill you with happy fuzzy thoughts about the world at large, or self-help guru shit, this is not the blog for you.

When I write, I have a few goals in mind. I try to write the truth. Not in any kind of pretentious way, just what I know has been true for me. But mostly I write my take on the world at large, or my common sense approach to things like sex, relationships, and life in general. I’ll tackle politics when I think our personal freedoms are being infringed on just because some moralistic fucks think they have the monopoly on what is “right” in the world today, but don’t expect any treatises on economies any time soon. Sometimes I’ll just be off the cuff and ride a rollercoaster of irreverence.

I try to be original, but I’m borne of widely imitated styles from people like Hunter Thompson, or maybe people you don’t much read, like Paul Theroux, Bruce Chatwin, Philip Gourevitch, or Barry Farrell. I’m probably some alchemy of the strange reading lists to have made their way through my life.

I’m not one of these bloggers who’s actively out there whoring themselves and trying to become the Best Little Blogger In The World. I just don’t have the time. Right now, I write for me and I hope that somehow you’ll find something of value in it. I’m as honest and open as I can be, and I’m all right with sharing those things with you, but it’s a pretty empty process without your input.

We bloggers put a lot of our time into these things. Some blogs are worth their authors’ time, some are not. I would hope this one is worth mine. I would hope it’s worth your time to read it.

For a long time I’ve not had my email address on the blog. It wasn’t really intended to play out that way, as I’ve always enjoyed getting letters from readers, and I’ve missed it. Not having to reply to anyone for anything was nice for a while, though, but now I’m ready to be a little more two-way in a private way with this blog. If you’d like to drop me a line — get my take on things, ask a question for my response, just say hi, share your thoughts on my work, or just shower me with praise — please feel free to hit me up –

scribecalledsteff (at) gmail (periodtypething) com.

As of March, 2010, I am now writing a book. Yes, with covers and stuff.

• No, I don’t have a publisher.
• Yes, I have a good idea what it’s about.
• No, I won’t tell you.
• Yes, it’s largely a memoir.
• Yes, this blog lays a good foundation for it.
• Yes, I’m still working in a job that pays the bills. Most of the time.
• No, I don’t have an agent.
• Yes, I want an agent.
• No, I won’t be seeking self-publishing. Not unless I have to do so.

Last, but not least, I’m just another broke-ass writer girl because I’ve realized I’m not made for the rat race, so I work a job I love that barely pays the bills. It’s what keeps me able to write. If you’re one of the few people in the world that has money these days, and you read me regularly and appreciate what I write about, feel free to show your affection through PayPal. Believe me, every penny helps these days, and the gift is more appreciated than I suspect you’ll know. The donation button’s on top right, and they even take Mastercard and Visa. :)