Archaeology of BYRONTOLOGY
The first real post.
Personal note: This was the first real Byrontology post. I’ve made some refinements since then. Leaving this here for context.
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1/5/26
This is all Carrie Fisher’s fault.
Carrie once told me something wise:
“Just let the dog hump you it’s harmless!”
Wait, no. That was another gem. The wise thing was:
“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.
My heart is heavy again with rejection and “not enough,” so I’m making art again.
My newest novel hasn’t sold yet. But instead of a pity party, I’m building a playground…
What is it?
Byrontology is a community, but calling it a cult is way more fun.
If you’re creative, an overthinker, and existentially exhausted, you can stay.
We turn rejection, boredom, jealousy, loss, despair—into a joke, a walk, a meal, a letter, a book, a movie, a meaningful moment.
We travel the broken heart to art pipeline, together!
How does it work?
Byrontology is so much more than a newsletter!
It’s a pep-talk disguised as an email.
It’s a high-five for your inbox.
It’s a pick-you-up, delivered about once per week.
Think David Sedaris meets Oprah, in three parts:
CONFESSION
The CONFESSION is Act One: a story to make you laugh:
Struggles of being a gay kid in Louisiana, being an assistant in Hollywood, writing and producing my own movie and webseries, surviving testicular cancer, writing and producing a play and traveling the world performing it, battling dust at Burning Man (I still find it in curious places!).
REVELATION
The REVELATION is Act Two: an insight to inspire.
A lesson from my trauma and how I claw my way out of setbacks and malaise.
PRACTICE
The PRACTICE is Act Three: actions to help you move/build/create.
It’s happy homework.
It’s how to metabolize rejection, pain, despair into meaning, clarity, creative momentum.
See how I travel the broken heart to art pipeline almost every day, so you can, too.
Hello, hi, welcome. I’ll be your cult leader today.
I’m Byron Lane.
Here’s what you might not know about me (yet):
I live in Palm Springs, California. It’s like living in other people’s vacations. 🌴
I mostly hang with my husband and our rescue dogs, Raindrop and Shirley.
I have two novels in bookstores, two Emmy Awards at home, and one testicle in my pants. (I’ll explain it all in future Byrontology posts.)
Most importantly, I’m like you: mostly curious, sometimes weary. Hey, fellow traveler!
I don’t have big answers, but I have life experiences that fuel my art (and might fuel yours).
Not therapy. Not religion. Just art, intuition, and maybe some super fun mischief.
COMING SOON FROM BYRONTOLOGY:
I wasn’t like anyone else in the orgy tent.
“I’m not here for sex,” I told the panting, naked man. “I’m here for enlightenment.”
How Burning Man became the place I told the truth.
“Wanna work for Princess Leia?” - The Email That Changed My Life.
It was in Bali where Carrie Fisher and I accidentally signed up for a couple’s massage.
How the movie star saved the misfit.
I used the movie The Bodyguard to stage a coup in my church youth group.
Never mess with a gay kid who’s dramatic, lonely, and loves Whitney Houston.
How I learned being a leader isn't the same as being loved.
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Full access with no speed bumps to every post’s inspiration, practical tips, and confessions I’ll never share in public posts.
Ability to post comments, ask questions, and privately chat with me and your fellow creatives who are already inside.
Secret link to watch short TL;DR videos I make to recap every post for the times you don’t feel like reading.
Looking forward to the adventure
I’m so excited to tell my mother that I joined a cult!