Something Wickedly Wonderful This Way Comes
The Pride Arc closes, and the mythic veil begins to lift...
The glitter has settled. The flags are folded. But the fire still burns.
Pride Month has passed, but for many of us, the real work now begins. How do we carry the truths we’ve uncovered into a world still hostile to queerness? How do we integrate who we were with who we are becoming—on this side of the rainbow?
Throughout June, I shared a series of reflections.
Four stories.
Four thresholds.
Four invitations back to myself—and perhaps, back to yourself too.
Whole Enough to Be Seen
The Parts We Hide
What the Closet Couldn’t Hold
Healing the Parts of Us That Were Never Broken
Together, they formed The Pride Arc—a movement from shame to shadow to self-sovereignty. What began as a few scattered reflections became a spiral of connection, reclamation, and return.
I began by revisiting a time when I dove deep into a shadowed childhood closet—and left part of myself there.
Then, I was called back to that old game of spin the bottle… and found someone new.
Several years ago, while writing Dragons & Disco Socks, I returned to my childhood bedroom closet and coaxed a little boy part of me back into the light. This year, when I came back yet again, I found something I never expected: an adult part of myself who no longer needed to hide in shadow. A part who had been walking beside me all along, quietly waiting to be known… as the lover of my soul.
That revelation has changed everything.
For those of us still weaving ourselves back together, Pride has no timeline.
It is here.
Then.
Now.
And still ahead of us—extending a rainbow-spattered hand to all of who we are.
If you’ve just joined me recently, this might be your first glimpse into my ongoing work of braided memoir.
I’m currently writing Bat Boys & Bronze Boots—a follow-up to my earlier memoir Dragons & Disco Socks, which explored trauma, healing, and the sacred strangeness of being queer and alive in a complicated world.
But BB&BB is not just a continuation—it’s a transformation.
Where D&DS offered a roadmap through childhood trauma, BB&BB plunges deeper. Into shadow. Into myth. Into the luminous wilds of the psyche.
A world I’ve come to call… well, not just yet. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
For now, let’s simply say: it’s a land where healing becomes something more than recovery. It becomes remembrance.
Together we’ll learn how to navigate this liminal space.
I’m not unique in this journey. We are all called to the veil—time and again throughout our lives.
It’s the threshold between worlds.
A summons from the ordinary into the underworld.
A place where archetypes walk, shadows stir, and long-forgotten pieces of ourselves rise up to be seen.
This July, I’ll be drawing back the curtain just a little more—introducing you to inner-realm entities, mythic territories, and parts stuck in soul-rending loops… longing for liberation.
If something stirred in you this past June—stay close.
The rainbow was only the invitation.
The mythic fire is just beginning to rise.
Something wickedly wonderful this way comes.
With wild affection and radiant roots,
Will
P.S.
If you missed the Pride Arc or want to revisit it, here’s your path back:
And if this work resonates with you, I’d love to hear it. Leave a comment, or reach out and tell me what’s unfolding in your own mythic spiral.
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And truly?
It just encourages the hell out of me.