Author of the Queen City Boys books


I had to put on a hoodie to go outside and smoke. In Seattle right now it’s sweltering and humid, when it’s finally cool here. Clearly the world is ending.

I’m going out to coffee on Tuesday with this boy who is my mom’s best friend’s nephew. It’s kind of freaky. I mean, he seems pretty cool from our phone conversations and god knows I need friends here but it feels so pressured. When I emailed my mom the first time to tell her I’d talked to him she was all, “I know B already told me.” Making feel like a couple of overbearing Chinese aunts monitoring every bit of my and this poor guy’s lives. Then today when I told my mom I was going to coffee with him she said, “Well, I sure hope you like him because B is one of my best friends.” Thanks, Ma, no pressure there, eh?

I swear I was really productive today and yet I feel like I need to be doing more more more. I guess that’s not a bad thing, right?

Author: Ajax Bell

Seattle author. Stops to smell the flowers. Amateur nerd (I wanna go pro but I haven't found anyone to pay me). Humble hippo enthusiast. queer/bi. they/them.

5 thoughts on “

  1. Three days of 95 and over! Can you say, kill me now?!?!?! It’s “only” supposed to be 89 today, so at least that’s a little break… sort of.

    I hope that you are doing well. Miss you.

  2. I’m okay now that we’ve traded weather! HAHAHAHA! It’s only 79 here currently. It’s like having a chilly spring day. Wheee!

  3. *blows you a raspberry*

    I would say that it’s unfair, but it’s not, really. I mean, you’re the one that still has days of 100 degree weather heading your way, where as I have probably already had the hottest part of the summer. *crosses fingers*

  4. It sounds good. How did the coffee go? Loop.

  5. Coffee’s not until tommorrow, dear.

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