♥ MARANDA ELIZABETH ♥
Maranda Elizabeth is a writer, zinester, high school dropout, cane-user, sex worker, daydreamer, flâneux, and recovering alcoholic approaching a decade sober. They’re also an identical twin, a witch, and a white agender sorta-femme. Maranda is the author of three novels, Ragdoll House (2013), We Are the Weirdos (2017), and Oliver A Lover All Over (2019), a non-fiction anthology of the first decade of their zines, Telegram: A Collection of 27 Issues (2012), of which they’ve now written forty-two issues, and the zines Little Acorns (a 24-hour zine) and Edith (fiction).
For two years, they wrote a column on LittleRedTarot.com, See the Cripple Dance, on re-imagining Tarot through disability and madness, and poverty and anti-capitalism. Currently, they offer Tarot readings for misfits and outcasts.
For many years previous, they’ve written online and in-print about recovery with borderline personality disorder, complex-trauma, fibromyalgia, and chronic fatigue, with an emphasis on politicizing illness and recovery, and understanding illness (mental, physical, and spiritual) as a debilitating and deadly consequence of capitalism, as well as a form of resistance and protest. They’ve also spent their entire adulthood writing about writing, creativity and friendship; disability and accessibility; witchcraft and Tarot; self-care, support, and $upport; queer mad poor crip lineages; and surviving social assistance and poverty.
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). Their work explores themes of loneliness, abandonment and disposability; synchronicity, joy, meaning-making, and memory; and the process of making a home of place and body.
They’re a Libra Sun, Sagittarius Moon, and Gemini Rising, with Venus in Libra, Mercury in Scorpio, Aquarius Midheaven, and Chiron Retrograde in Gemini.
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- i was a teenage goth
- know home
- know hope
- social assistance art
- toronto ontario
- weirdos forever
- winter survival
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♥ Recent Posts ♥
- Daffodils and Strange Persistence: Crip City Walks, Pandemic Feelings, & Signs of Ever-Unknown Futures
- Chaotic Fatigue, or Ordinary Humiliation of Disabled Bodyminds
- One Month Later: food, books, gifts, & gratitude
- Toronto Forget-Me-Not Part Two
- Writing for weirdos, dreamers, survivors, & the dead
- What I Was Thinking About the Day Elizabeth Wurtzel Died
- Magical Concoctions for Sober Witches (And a Deadline, Too!)
- Toronto Forget-Me-Not Part One
- 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
Tag Archives: i was a teenage goth
content notes: very brief mentions of overdose, suicidality, unintentional weight loss I recently published an essay on The Establishment blog, Reclaiming Borderline: Dreaming New Meanings into Borderline Personality Disorder. As noted in the essay, among my intentions were to write … Continue reading
Throughout my recovery, I’ve been reconnecting with my teenage self. I still have some objects that were in my bedroom when I was thirteen. I have the first book about witchcraft I’d ever read and practiced from, some little stones … Continue reading
content warning: self-injury, suicide, overdoses, sexual assault I’ve made myself extremely vulnerable over the years with the details & stories I’ve shared in my zines & on my blog. I feel like I’ve over-shared to an immense degree, but it … Continue reading
Because I like writing about complicated and sometimes scary emotions, I’m gonna write some more about jealousy. I’ve been reading a lotta good stuff about jealousy lately, including When Good Things Happen to Other People on Rookie and Are Comparisons the … Continue reading
So, when I first started to hear about eBooks, I didn’t really understand what they were or how they worked, and I’m still pretty foggy on the details; I don’t know the difference between a Kobo, a Kindle, a Tablet, … Continue reading
I wish I could have a conversation with my childhood self, my teenage self. Although I have mostly accepted that the past cannot be changed, and some of the bad things I lived through are what led me to being … Continue reading