This coat was a find from a trip to Seattle, in a funky store in the Market. It’s more spring-like, with its soft cream color and delicate floral accents, but it can work in fall too, especially when the days still cling to summer’s lingering warmth. That’s the magic of October. Some of the best days of the year are to be found here. (It’s no coincidence that my husband was born in this month.)

This will also serve as a programming notice for regular readers of this blog. I’m about to switch into self-promotion mode (you won’t even be able to discern the difference) in support of a brand-new project. It’s the first since 2015’s ‘The Delusional Grandeur Tour‘ and it’s going to get a big promotional push because that’s what I do best. This has been one of the longer breaks between my creative projects and, truth be told even unto its innermost parts, I missed the creative process. My mind is able to rest better when it finds such an outlet. Anyone close to me can tell you that. Now that the project is done, I can work on the promotional stuff, which, if done properly, is an art form unto itself.

This year the squirrels have been going mad over the dogwood trees in our yard. At any given time over the past few weeks you could find at least three perched in the branches, reaching out and nibbling on the pretty fruit that’s all but been devoured by this point. Personally I’ve never found the dogwood fruit appealing as far as taste and texture go (and I’ve tried it in a cocktail – if it doesn’t work there, it won’t work anywhere). The squirrels, on the other hand, are loving it. 

There you are, October. 

You always show up sooner than we seem to expect, perhaps sooner than we’d like. 

You with your time trickery (not that I’ve ever minded an extra hour of anything) and the gradual descent into deep fall. I see you and your burning maple leaves, I see your pumpkin insanity and gourd gore, and for the most part I enjoy every last bit of it. Before we get to the meat of the month, let’s do our usual Monday morning recap of everything that happened in the first full fall week of posts on ALANILAGAN.com. Here we go.

It began, as most things have, with the cosmos. 

Tuesdays always meant fucking religion class. (Guess it sort of backfired.)

How are you liking the #TinyThreads posts? Is it worth linking each of them here? 

(I don’t think it is.)

Boys and girls and freaks in the middle. 

You know I’m right. It’s there in black and white. 

(Yeah, I like the feature, but not these little links.)

Here’s what makes me beautiful. 

(Then again, maybe this bears reposting.) 

Our ‘Naked Male Celebrities‘ category got a jolt from John Krasinski, who bared his naked ass in this shower scene. 

September doesn’t fade, it flares. 

(I mean, isn’t this too much?)

Sunday in September. 

(From here on out, I’ll post one #TinyThreads link and let you follow them all back on your own. We’re all adults here.)

The Hunk of the Day feature – probably the most popular part of this website, returned in fine form with Henry Golding. Fellow hunks followed out-of-suit, including Chris Hughes, Ammar Campa-Najjar, Tim Bish and Brandy Martignago.

A fiery close to the flaming month of September! This is the month we returned to resume the 15^thyear of ALANILAGAN.com, and it feels like everything’s as if we never said goodbye. It remains to be seen whether that’s a good or bad thing, but I feel we’re leaning toward the good. During the summer, I found that I missed writing. The project in which I was immersed was mainly focused on photography, but I was longing for the opportunity and impetus to work with words again. At its heart, that’s what this space has been for me, and I’m grateful for such an outlet.

As for the end of September, what more is there to be said? It’s never been a favorite month of mine, coming as it did with the arrival of school, and the slow die-off of the gardens. I’ve not been kind to it in turn, writing it off as one of those purgatorial waiting periods when you’re waiting for the real snap of autumn to arrive. It’s never wise to rush the summer off the stage, but sometimes the push and pull of teasingly lovely weather wreaks a greater havoc with the heart than a simple clean-cut cleaving. There’s nothing more maddening than a blurry line of demarcation.

Emotionally, I do much better whenever I’m working on a creative project. (That may explain my pissy mood of the past three years, which is the length of time since my last project.) The labor of love that was ‘The Delusional Grandeur Tour: Last Stand of a Rock Star‘ is up in its entirety on The Projects page of this website. Check it out and bookmark it for later, because that’s where a new project will be posted by (fingers-crossed) November 2018. That means I’ve been creatively sated for the time being, and now it’s time for all the fun promotional stuff.

I’m not going to lie, there’s a bit of bait-and-switch on the way regarding the promotional images about to be posted and the actual content of the project itself. That makes it more intriguing though, so stay tuned for what’s to come…

In the meantime I invite you to check out previous projects below:

StoneLight

The Circus Project

A Night at the Hotel Chelsea

A 21st Century Renaissance: The Resurrection Tour

Bardo: The Dream Surreal

The Delusional Grandeur Tour: Last Stand of a Rock Star