♥ MARANDA ELIZABETH ♥
Maranda Elizabeth is a writer, zinester, witch, identical twin, high school dropout, cane-user, recovering alcoholic, and non-binary amethyst-femme. They write about recovery with borderline personality disorder, complex-trauma, and fibromyalgia; mental health & illnesses; madness as spiritual gifts & skills; writing & creativity; friendship; magic & witchcraft & Tarot; self-care, support, & $upport; surviving poverty; and embracing weirdnesses. They’ve been writing zines for over a decade. In 2012, they published a zine anthology, Telegram: A Collection of 27 Issues, and in 2013, they published their first novel, Ragdoll House. They also offer Tarot readings for weirdos, queerdos, misfits, & outcasts!
Maranda is a Libra Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Gemini Rising, & Aquarius Midheaven!
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♥ Recent Posts ♥
- be my borderline palentine
- I’m 2,085 days sober & I’m thinking of you.
- making art & magic on the outside, valuing & supporting marginalized voices
- chalice of the hopeless: new zines & cripple-goth feelings
- bruises self-heal: the body in retrograde
- Further Notes on Reclaiming Borderline and Resisting the Sane Gaze
- Exploring Trauma, Madness, Chronic Illness, & Disability with Tarot: Part Three
- oh my heart it breaks every step that i take
- Lilac season, disability, & staying home
- support support again & again
- Dear Borderlines: Love Letters & Mad Dreams
Tag Archives: winter survival
Hello, dear readers! This is just a small note of love and appreciation for those of you who support my work, writing, & weirdnesses, sent from housebound-me to magical-you. I’ve written a couple of essays recently that I think you’ll … Continue reading
This time of year can be triggering for recovering alcoholics and others who have issues around alcohol consumption, and for those of my readers who are in recovery from/with alcoholism, &/or having complicated, contradictory, sensitive, and difficult feelings about booze, … Continue reading
If you’ve been following my work for more than a few weeks (um, or minutes), you’re familiar with my years-long desire to move away from hospitals and into a sense of belonging within myself, as well as my attempts at … Continue reading
(Read Part Two Here & read Part Three here!) content note: self-harm & trauma feelings Reading Tarot through a lens of madness, chronic illness and pain, trauma, and disability (and thus, poverty, too) comes naturally to me, as these are … Continue reading
Hello, dear readers. I’m feeling quiet and contemplative these days, but wish to send you a few notes on what I’m up to (or what I’m thinking about) lately. Although it’s unusual and maybe a little frightening that it hasn’t … Continue reading
Every November, I experience a particular, familiar fatigue, the same repetitive thoughts from the year before. It is the season when chronic suicidal ideation strengthens, when it takes root and rapidly solidifies itself in my brain, my blood, my heart … Continue reading