Author Archives: Ben

I try to write something for ruok day every year, because I believe that mental health is still really not understood by our society, or accepted as a valid concern. This is slowly changing, but I think most of us … Continue reading →

As the editor of a small press zine ten years ago, I naturally often get stopped in the street by people who ask me “Dear Ben, (people often inexplicably address me as though they’re writing letters), such-and-such editor has rejected … Continue reading →

I’ve been talking to a couple of people and it’s made me think about posting something about my reaction to my own gender. It’s been such a topic of conversation (gender, not me), and something I haven’t really unpacked to … Continue reading →

The protesters crowded the deck of the S.S. Navy Rescue. “Get off the deck, protesters!” one of the navy said. “Geez!” “No!” the protesters yelled. “We’re going to stop you doing your job!” “Yeah!” said more of them. “It’s time … Continue reading →

Well after the first part of Refugee! went viral (what? a virus that one person has is still a virus), I received numerous requests for part 2. And so, without any more ado, behold! Part two: “Hey, Sarah.” It was … Continue reading →

Well today marks the end of my Week of No Reading. Thank fuck for that! Turns out I really miss reading! Who knew! The week was a mixture of success and failure. On the one hand, it was good to … Continue reading →

The topic of refugees has been in the news quite a lot the last couple of weeks. As such, I thought it might be topical to post an excerpt from a short story I’ve been working on which deals with … Continue reading →

Every day I try to write something for ruok day. Partly because of my own experiences with depression and anxiety, and partly because I think ruok looks like the sound a crow makes. We talk about mental illness or health … Continue reading →

I’ve decided to make this week a week of Not Reading. This may seem strange to non-readers, or to random or casual readers. Allow me to explain. I’m not a random or casual reader. I’m what might, in the trade, … Continue reading →

Do you listen for you In every word Of mine Like I listen for me In every word You say Do you look for signs of you In my eyes Do you listen for the sound of you Buried deep … Continue reading →