This Is All Carrie Fisher’s Fault

Years ago, Carrie told me something simple:

“Take your broken heart and go make art.”

After Carrie died, I wrote a novel inspired by my time as her personal assistant. When I got ball cancer, I made a web series about picking out the perfect fake testicle to replace the cancery one.

And when one of my recent novels didn’t sell, I made art again.

Welcome to Byrontology.

What is Byrontology?

Byrontology is a newsletter, a podcast, a community—but calling it a cult is way more fun. We’re a little irreverent and subversive, a lot fun and helpful.

If you get it, you can stay.

Dues are existential exhaustion and creative inclination.

We take a tiny flashlight to the absurd and the awful and the everyday.

We turn broken hearts into art like a short story, a book, a mantra, a triple-looped popcorn-stitch heirloom trivet.

We look for hope, meaning, motivation.

Sometimes we find laughs.
Sometimes, sadness.
Sometimes, just dog hair.

How Does It Work?

I’ll send you something worthy. Think of it as a high-five for your email inbox.

It might be a tingly true story I wrote, a chapbook I made, a video I recorded (sorry about all the hand gestures), or a podcast you can listen to while you walk the dog. You might need to get a dog.

Ignore, delete. Or save it for when you need to slay boredom or despair.

You can always return here. The tabs at the top are your toolbox.

What’s next?

Byrontology is free for you, but not for me.

It takes time and care and more to craft stories, record videos, upload the podcast, and make chapbooks and other gifts.

Paid Subscribers and Founding Patrons make this dream possible.

Thank you for considering this project deserving to exist and for helping keep my writer hat warm. Byrontology is one of the joys of my life so far, to be honest.

I don’t take your support lightly. At all.