anna pulley

In May of 2008, I wrote in my journal that my goal for the year was to go to India with Ellie. It took me a few extra years, but here I am in Mysore. The circumstances, of course, turned out to be wildly different, but that’s India too. Have no expectations and you’ll be [...]

I am so honored to have been a part of such an amazing reading series at Portuguese Artist Colony. Big ups to Litseen for putting together all the reading clips (plus videos!). Definitely watch the delightful Lauren Eggert-Crowe read about trying to seduce a “true love waits” Christian. I should also perhaps warn you that [...]

#205 I’m used to the women I date being straight, but never straightforward. ____________ #206 I’ll never forget our first meeting. You spoke to my very soul: Hoooooooooooooonk! ____________ #207 It’s redundant to say you’re gay and that you majored in Theater Tech. ____________ Plus, at AlterNet I tried to figure out why I’ve had so many [...]

This orgy post just keeps on giving. Here’s a snippet from an email I got from someone who read it, after he told me about his adopted Korean grandchildren: So, having a small, Green pad, doing your 16 hours in medical research/week, performing your role at the community theater tonight, bringing a couple of people [...]

So, I need to write a bonafide post about this, but for now, here’s an abbreviated story. I’m pretty deaf. It affects me every day, in some ways more profoundly than others. Usually it’s something I can laugh off, as in the case of mishearing song lyrics or when I’m in charge of taking minutes [...]

I’m way behind in posting shit I wrote that’s not in blog-form, perhaps because I’ve been too consumed by lighting myself on fire on the internet. Alas (but not a lack), here’s what you missed at SF Weekly: Can Twitter Land You In Court? Can You See Who’s Viewing Your Facebook Profile? Should You Facebook [...]

In the scintillant, predawn light of Sunday morning, October 10, 2010, our limbs were entwined, sweat gathered in the hollow of my lower back where she placed both her hands. She looked up at me in the dark, and in that look, a hundred stories, a perfect wordless unity. But mostly pleading, but mostly vulnerable, [...]

This Thursday, December 9, I’m going to be reading something at Adobe Books in San Francisco. But I don’t know what! Haiku? Essay? Dramatic reading of OkCupid emails? What should I read?! Your input is much appreciated. I haven’t read in public in a long time, like 5 years. So, I’m a bit nervous. But [...]

I used to write a lot of quazi-academic-y blogs on MySpace (of all places). I deleted that account when it was decided that Facebook would reign supreme in social media, but I kept the blogs. I’ve been re-reading them lately and getting excited about books and sex and queer movies. Also, to prove to…someone that [...]

This is a review I wrote in 2008 for Early To Bed, an awesome, feminist sex toy store in Chicago. They didn’t post it because they decided not to sell the book. At least, that’s what they told me. It’s quite possible they were tired of me breaking all their sex toys and hating on [...]