2025: reversed sloughing

Welcome to 2025; I never thought this Blog would last more than eight years; it doesn't even have a theme, and it's bilingual... it's all over the place, and for those who may not know, Mue à l'envers means reversed sloughing, and what is that exactly, a reverse sloughing? I'm really not sure, so same for the blog, I really don't know what it is, a strange blend for sure.

I actually started this blog as a writer, Dominique Rock is my writer name, and back then in 2016... well I had submitted my draft of novel to editors (Jan-Aug 2015) and was waiting for responses, and was very hopeful.

The novel bared new titles along the years as I was re-writing it, 2nd version, third version...

The final title is Fluides et entropie, which makes it sound like a scientific essay, which it is not at all, and if I search my title and name, Google finds it amongst scientific treaties; I guess it's still not the right title, and anyways I'm not so sure now it's a good novel. I'd like to re-write again but... it's not in the right language; French is a really limited readership Planet wise, and I'm not French, which makes it that French citizens have contempt for the way I speak and write the language.

After the last negative answer from an editor, a favorable but still a no answer, I think it was in 2020, I decided to stop trying, and self-publish it as is, even if I knew it needed editing, but I couldn't do it anymore. It's available for cheap in e-pub format, or PDF, on Kobo, for 5 CAD$, and actually also at most of big bookstores websites.

So in August 2016 when I started this blog, I was also very recently out as a trans woman, having started HRT in Dec. 2015, eight months before, but I rarely posted on the subject, all through these years. I guess it's because... I'm not sure why. Guess I'm mostly a person, then a writer, an artist, a thinker, a philosopher, an historian, and then I'm a trans woman. It's not that important; it's one of my many sides. Well actually, I wrote a few posts on the subject that I never published and that are still laying in my drafts.

I was thinking of writing about my life path as an older transsexual woman who transitioned very late in life, but who wants to read that? I feel like no one reads anymore; I have a few other writing projects, but basically stopped believing anyone is interested in what I write; it'd need to be movies but I don't know how to write screenplays nor make movies.

I could also try to increase my revenue by writing self-published porn... Idk, I never really wrote in English, and I'm sure my writing has a French accent. I only studied (Modern American) English as a Second Language a few years in High School.

I know I write pretty good in English for a non-native in that language, but I'm also certain some of my sentences are built more on French grammar and syntax than English that I don't really know.

But my sister told that when she studied at Harvard (a few courses), she found out that the Harvard way of constructing an English sentence is actually very, very close to French grammar. Of course, English sort of derives from French, well from Anglo-Norman, which was one of the langues d'oïl that later became modern French (imposing the Paris way of speaking was one of the French Revolution decisions).

I still feel like the want-to-be writer I was when I was 20 years old, only back then I believed it could work; I don't anymore... but maybe.

Dominique Rock