♥ MARANDA ELIZABETH ♥
Maranda Elizabeth is a capital-C Crazy writer, zinester, witch, identical twin, high school dropout, cane-user, cripple-goth, recovering alcoholic, and white non-binary amethyst-femme. They write about recovery with borderline personality disorder, complex-trauma, and fibromyalgia; writing, creativity, & friendship; disability & accessibility; politicizing recovery; magic & witchcraft & Tarot; self-care, support, & $upport; queer mad poor crip lineages; and surviving social assistance and poverty.
Maranda’s work often explores themes of loneliness, isolation, abandonment, and disposability; synchronicity, reciprocity, gratitude, joy, and meaning-making; and memory and making a home.
In 2012, they published an anthology of the first decade of their zines, Telegram: A Collection of 27 Issues, in 2013, they published their first novel, Ragdoll House, and in 2017, they published their second novel, We Are the Weirdos. They write zines, offer Tarot readings for misfits and outcasts, and publish a fortnightly-ish column on LittleRedTarot.com, See the Cripple Dance, re-imagining Tarot through disability and madness. Maranda grew up in Lindsay, Ontario (Ojibway, Chippewa, and Anishinabek land), and currently resides in Toronto, Ontario (traditional territory of the Haudenosaunee and the Métis).
Currently, they’re working on a sequel titled We Are the Nobodies, as well as a book of non-fiction titled To Be True to My Own Weirdnesses: Re-Incarnations, Re-Iterations, & Re-Imaginings. And (!) a short story collection called Those Knives Were Her Security Blanket, and an as yet untitled #CripLit disability-justice speculative near-future novella. And many more zines, of course!
They’re a Libra Sun, Sagittarius Moon, and Gemini Rising, with Venus in Libra, Mercury in Scorpio, and Chiron Retrograde in Gemini.
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$$$ If you've benefited from my writing in any way over the years - if my words have inspired you, helped you feel less alone, or sparked some weird feeling within you - please consider compensating me by offering a donation of any amount. Support comes in many forms, but as somebody who grew up in poverty, continues to survive well below the poverty line, and is disabled & crazy, I, like you, need money to live, to create, to grow, & to heal. My gifts, skills, creativity, ideas, & magic-making are often not valued in our culture, but I know they are real & valid & life-transforming. Your donations will ensure that I can continue the work I have mysteriously arrived on this strange planet to do. Thank you very kindly for your generosity, sharing, & kindness! With gratitude & weirdo vibes! $$$
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♥ Stuff I Write About ♥
- cane love
- chronic illness
- chronic pain
- crip goth
- i was a teenage goth
- know home
- know hope
- toronto ontario
- weirdos forever
- winter survival
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♥ Recent Posts ♥
- A Mix Tape for OLIVER A LOVER ALL OVER – to listen, to cry, to daydream…
- PRE-ORDER a paperback copy of my new novel, OLIVER A LOVER ALL OVER
- The speech I delivered at The People Phone Ford Rally, with notes on care, rage, disposability, & solidarity
- Messy November: we’ve got a lotta care work protest conversations dreams to do together, let’s go
- telegram and see the cripple dance are ending stop
- Surgery As Initiation: A process of experiencing, witnessing, & sharing my hysterectomy
- Hysterectomy Party: How to Support Me While I Prepare For & Recuperate From
- Disability, Freaking Out, & Marilyn Manson
- Poverty and Isolation are Killing Us: (More, Unending) Thoughts and Conversations on Suicide, Criticism, Responsibility, Purpose, Care, and Love
- We Are the Weirdos, my new novel, is now available everywhere!
- Extra Dimensions & Misplaced Shadows: Maranda & Cee Interview One Another on Creating We Are the Weirdos
- We Are the Weirdos – a crowdfund pre-order for my next novel!
- Won’t You Celebrate With Femme Cripples and Other Storybooks
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Two weeks ago, I announced that pre-orders for my fourth book (third work of fiction), Oliver A Lover All Over are now open. Thank you so much to those of you who’ve pre-ordered my new novel, and shared the link … Continue reading →
New Moon in Cancer, yes. I wrote another fucking novel! Oliver A Lover All Over is a psychogeographical exploration of intimacy and betrayal, repetition compulsion, open relationships, empathy, therapy, and art. You can pre-order a paperback copy of my new … Continue reading →
The speech I delivered at The People Phone Ford Rally, with notes on care, rage, disposability, & solidarity
The following is a speech I delivered at The People Phone Ford rally on May 14th, 2019, organized by No One Is Illegal (@nooneisillegal) and co-sponsored by OCAP (Ontario Coalition Against Poverty) (@OCAPtoronto). This was the first time I’ve spoken … Continue reading →
November is never my favourite month, but this one’s gonna get more fucked up than Novembers past. On November 8th, the recently elected conservative (read: fascist) government in ontario is expected to announce changes to social assistance: ODSP (Ontario Disability … Continue reading →
Though I haven’t written a zine for two years, now is the time I’ve decided to retire the Telegram title. I’ve written forty-two issues within fifteen years, devoting half of my lifetime to the project. These last two years, my … Continue reading →
Part One content notes: surgery, hysterectomy, hospitals, menstruation, suicidality, self-injury, sex and masturbation /// also, images of bruises, scars, stitches, needles, & vials of blood, all mine, not self-inflicted I began writing this piece after I’d been home from the … Continue reading →
I’m finally having the hysterectomy I’ve desired since the day I got my first period twenty-one fucking years ago at age 11! I’ve known since then that this uterus-cervix-blood-pain-mess does not belong inside my body, and I’m so grateful to … Continue reading →