heatherbeck

Sailors, Fighting on the Dancefloor.

I was given a ukulele a couple years ago. 

It sat in its box for a while, until one day, I decided to take it out and start plinking. The ukulele it turned out, the innocuous little thing sitting in the box in the corner of my apartment, had n...

Thanks, Phil.

Came across this video while clearing my phone of stuff. Apparently, even gigabytes fill up eventually. I like the way Philip Glass (the Mishima soundtrack was my favorite form of distraction from the sometimes mind-numbingly monotonous w...

My Friend Andrea. Part 1.

(This was originally going to be one post, but it's long, and is getting longer. It's actually proving to be a cathartic thing to write — recounting that absurd couple of days in the not to distant past when I finally started healing.)

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Tweaking the Text

As this page has evolved over the last several months, it's turned into something different than I expected. I originally set out to put in some old diary entries, and while there have been some of those, I've found it much more gratifying to write o...

The other night...

There was a crunching noise. It sounded like footsteps outside the thick wooden door. I was wondering if some neighbor was stopping by; It was 3am, and I was playing my ukulele (in a most mediocre fashion) and I was worried my voice had carried too f...

But in the Meanwhile...

Here's a little something to say thanks on the first of the month. Happy September, everybody. 

Can't decide if I'm kinda cute here, or if this is like a before picture of that girl from The Ring... Little of both? 

Update

Ok, so I know I said "today" like, 2 days ago. But I forgot what a crazy story this was, and then I decided it needed some setup so I didn't sound bonkers, and, well, it's just turning out longer than I thought. Stay tuned, and gracias for the patien...

Today's Assignment...

I came across this cartoon on Instagram the other day. I laughed, and it got me to recalling a telling exchange I had a little while back. One that was awkward as hell at the time, but in hindsight, is a little hilarious... Hoo, boy. I'm writing it n...

Music.

I'm not what you would call a music person. I like music, and I love music, but I'm not that person who maintains an encyclopedic knowledge, ready to recall at a moment's notice.

Still. I found a collection of albums in a big trunk here. Just ...

The Village of Immortal Spaniards

Before being offered the opportunity to squirrel myself away in a random-ass house in the middle of a random-ass part of Spain, I was a card-carrying member of American society. My groceries are delivered to me, because the nearest town (some 10 kilo...

So last night was odd.

A strange catfish experience, which definitely got bumped up on the I Have To Write About This meter. All's well that ends well...

In the meantime, it's just past 5 here, so yay wine!

Not that I usually let the hour stop me... 🙄😅ð...

At what point is late afternoon?

Not sure of what the midpoint is between mid afternoon and late afternoon. But I think I might have slept until late afternoon. 

Oh, might be diving into Westworld, season 2. I have it all fired up on the hard drive, and I'm super excited to w...

Yay, Archer.

For what it's worth, I've had a cover up in a blanket, fire up the Netflix, and binge the hell out of Archer day. Team Sterling, but Pam Poovey is my spirit animal, I think.

Also, was sad this meme didn't already exist, so I created it. Was al...

Polldee MacDennis — The Poll of Polls

So here's a poll about the institution of polls — a referendum on whether or not to have a referendum. First, I just want to see how this feature of the site works, 'cause it's kinda fun. Second, I have been trying to figure out a way for those of ...

Drink and dance,

and laugh, and lie,

love the reeling midnight through.

For tomorrow, we shall die!

But, alas, we never do.

-D.P.

Quick question. How many of you are here because of BE? I know it's a thing, and like every deviation, it has i...

Boobs + Science = Get a Towel

So, common sense would dictate that eventually, I might want to know how much subcutaneous adipose tissue I’m lugging around every day. And it doesn’t take a trip too far down the rabbit hole to figure out that maybe a scale would be the best ...

Tipping Point

Hey, gang. So, I've discovered that there's a bit of a tipping point here in Patreon. That 8-day mark where, if you don't post stuff, folks'll start hitting you up with letters expressing their dissatisfaction. Hey, apologies. Sometimes, life happens...

Feliz Viernes

Just a quick hello to wish everyone a nice weekend. I, myself? I'll probably be nerding out, doing some 'me' writing. A couple of you may know this already, but one of my favorite ways to chill is... dare I say it... writing romance fiction (!). Like...

Speaking of Pictures on the Edge of a Bed...

After writing that last story, I remembered a picture that I took a little while back. Not as emotionally wrenching as the previous illustration — if I remember correctly, this was my attempt at "sultry." If that's not how it's perceived, know at l...

I Feel Ya', Girl.

I'm not sure where I came across this picture. It was a while ago, and I was probably pretty stoned when I saved it to my computer. But it stuck with me. It's almost like someone was sitting in my bedroom, sketchpad in hand. 

So far, I've shar...

Just Shy of a Fathom.

Enough of you have asked, so I'm just going to throw it out there. I'm 5'7" or 5'8" feet tall, depending on my posture. That's about 171 centimeters for the rest of the world that has logically decided to go with the metric system. 

Or, just s...

Tattoo Idea?

So, this is not a picture of me, full disclaimer. But I stumbled across it on Instagram, and thought it was striking, and honestly, pretty damned funnypropriate. Only in my case, the numbers would be a lot closer together, and the lines would be a lo...

Blue Flannel, Part 2

That moment when you take a picture where your lighting game is so unintentionally on-point, you accidentally remind yourself of how you looked in college. But I also wanted to post this one because one of you wanted to see a different angle of the o...

The Ballad of Mr. Underwire

They say that a man invented the bra. I think that’s true? If it is, no worries. I don’t have any hard feelings. There’s no reason I can think of as to why a man shouldn’t be able to grasp the basic engineering standards of how to support two...

Settling in.

I like pictures like this. Pictures like this give some fun little clues. So, feel free to inject. I'll let you know if you're hot or cold. 

Nice to be back. :-)

A Quick Note

So, the last day has been crazy, and the next few are gonna be pretty hectic as well. I see so many messages I want to respond to, and for better or worse, I only tend to write when I can lay a whole thought out on paper. So if it takes me a little t...

Full Frontal

Jeez, guys. 196 patrons. I don't know what to say, but thanks for stopping by to check me out, and for the outpouring of support. To each and every one of you, I mean that. For me, this is kind of a game changer, so I hope you'll forgive me if I take...

Searching for a Term

Diary Excerpt, July 2017

When this particular word I had never heard before stumbled its way into my vocabulary, I journalism-ed, and tried to learn as much as I possibly could about it. 

The first listings on google said that gigantomas...

"Boo Caught Me Slippin'."

There was this funny Buzzfeed (or something) page going around a little while back of people who took pictures of themselves sleeping. They were posted to social media as having been taken by someone else, but in these shots, things like mirrors in t...

The Shape of Me

When a woman wants breast implants, the surgeon has a couple of options at his disposal (was going to use a gender-neutral pronoun, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of any female plastic surgeons, so ‘his’ works).

He can either put the imp...