High school dropout, gets married at 19.

How's that for some sensationalism? This is an excerpt from my old livejournal. I wrote it in 2008, I was 22. for years, since 2000, my online name has been Alita Lane (as you know). now it's no longer a pseudonym! my surname (by marriage) now is actually Lane. i met Jain in 2005, so … Continue reading High school dropout, gets married at 19.

Profane to arcane, Diablo and divine

He is god. A god. To me. He is god to me. Like god. So he’s basically my god. And noooooo. He has not brainwashed me in any way. Certainly not. I want that to be made clear. We’ve been married for… this year we will be celebrating our 12th wedding anniversary on November 11. … Continue reading Profane to arcane, Diablo and divine

The anchor to which my spirit is bound

I don’t mind talking about me. Shucks, that is why I started a blog, so I could TALK ABOUT THE MEMEMEME ME! *bows to applause* And this is really the only place where I can expose my inner chaos. I am so open about myself here because no person, place or thing can handle my … Continue reading The anchor to which my spirit is bound

Allow one to reintroduce their self…

Frantic and frightened, I’m drowning inside of myself. Again I berate myself with “what have you done?!” I do things that are both necessary and benign and yet punish myself for doing those things as if they were wrong. I oscillate between oversharing and underpinning. I love and loathe this plane of existence. It is … Continue reading Allow one to reintroduce their self…

More than the sum of my parts

I have been so bloody preoccupied with this concept of personal branding and identifying my "niche" that I haven't actually done much writing. And the shit I want to write about is so varied that it's hard to figure out how to promote and present myself. You know, for 'success'. It's not even related to … Continue reading More than the sum of my parts

What do I have to offer to you?

10th May, 2019. Updated. Time is apparently tick-tock-kicking on my side, apparently. Or it's kicking my butt into gear to be prepared for... the end. Behold, me. Look, see, listen, hear; read my words.I quote myself. 1st February, 2019. The time is now 3:17am, but I took a photo when it was 3:16am, convinced it … Continue reading What do I have to offer to you?

Here is my heart

It's been broken, it's been wounded. And I lay it here on the table for us to inspect it for everything can become a teachable moment if you know how to spin it. By the way, may no mind to the gaping hole in my chest. That is from a completely unrelated matter.. I don't … Continue reading Here is my heart