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About Me

Welcome to my little cubby in the rococo world of the intertubes.

My name is Beth Adele Long. I’m employed as a software engineer for a fabulous company in Portland, Oregon where I write and think and code and talk about reliability in complex systems. If you’re interested in those topics, you can check out my more tech-oriented site, bethadele.io. (You know it’s cool by the TLD.)

Of course, I write and talk about other things, too. I write fiction and travelogues, and the occasional essay or blog post that has nothing to do with technology, but a lot to do with wonder and magic, life and desire, death and mystery.

I’m very happy to have been car-free for several years. I walk and take public transit a lot. I mostly travel at human speeds, learning the shapes of the sidewalks, the smells of the seasons. I own a lot of waterproof things, so Portland winters don’t dent my walking wanderlust.

When I travel, I function much as I do at home: I take public transit, drink tea, go to the grocery store, find bookstores and libraries. I love paper books and am terrific at traveling light except for my propensity to buy books wherever I go. (I really need a global library card.) My last trip to London I didn’t go to any museums but I did hang out reading magazines in a stuffy little library in Southwark. I befuddle travel agents.

From my living room window, on a clear day, I can see Mount Hood, Mount Adams, Mount St. Helen, and (on a clear day) Mount Rainier, as well as the Freemont Bridge, Broadway Bridge, Steel Bridge, Hawthorne Bridge, Tillikum Crossing, and Marquam Bridge. I watch swifts, jays, crows, buzzards, hawks and the occasional bald eagle from my bedroom window, and I glory in the wealth of trees.

I practice Ashtanga yoga, drink tea, am terrible at calendaring, love checklists, adore board games, and aspire to be a true polygot. I think the way most people interpret gender is weird and delusional, and don’t so much identify as “non-binary” as “self-aware and happy to ignore spurious categorization.” Apply that same attitude to sexual orientation, relationship structure, and literary genres, and you’ve got a decent sense of my stance on things.