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About Me — Jillian Spiridon
An update for those still following in 2025
There are a few things you should know about me in 2025.
I’m not the writer I once was.
A few too many losses — and dances with grief, mental illness, and that whole cacophony of what it means to be human — have made me super aware of the fact that we are limited in what we can do even if we have all the best intentions in the world. I’m thirty-four years old, and I am so far away from figuring things out for my life. In that way, it’s much like a meme. In that way, it’s a lot like the cancellation of the future: we spent so long trying to live through our whims that, by the time we realized it, modern life was already here and it was far from what we had imagined.
I didn’t expect a little rectangular box with cellular reception to be the thing that connects me to the world the most.
But I digress.
I’m a writer. Not the writer I once was, but still a writer nonetheless. I write a lot of microfiction (ranging between 100 and 500 words) because longer stories intimidate me, and I like focusing on vignettes between characters than sweeping acts that take place across hundreds of pages. My dream for a long time had been to be a novelist, but the changing ways of the world have made me realize that’s a…
