🎙️Please allow me to, Clareifi…
👋🏽 Hi, I’m Euri. Thanks for visiting.
This is my personal blog and website, a long-term archive for everything that interests me, everything I want to write about, share, photograph, or preserve. You'll find essays, fiction, family history, cultural commentary, and collections of things I care about. It's intentionally scattered, built to grow over time.
I’m a writer, archivist, and strategist living in El Paso, Texas.
For the past decade, I’ve worked in tech and healthcare IT sales, working with organizations to solve problems through strategy and relationships. I’ve also worked extensively with the Alzheimer’s Association, supporting families navigating diagnosis and care, advocating for better resources and policy, and helping to raise awareness about a disease that strips people of their memories and identities. That work became deeply personal when my father was diagnosed, and it shaped how I think about care, dignity, and what we owe each other when systems fail.
These days, I focus on what I actually want to build:
Tularosa Threnody, a serialized historical novel inspired by one of my dad’s short stories; essays on life, technology, culture, politics, and advocacy; and archiving my father’s unpublished writing. I’m interested in AI ethics, sustainable income through writing and investing, and tools that respect privacy and autonomy. I prefer blunt honesty and long-horizon thinking over validation or hype.
🎙️Please allow me to, Clareifi…
“Clareifi” is named for my father, Clarence Giles, both a tribute and a promise: to bring clarity to what I build, and to honor the stories, ideas, and history that brought me here.
When I say please allow me to, Clareifi, I mean let me make this clear, or as Dad would say, "lemme break it on down for ya".
every / word
I lost my dad in 2025. He was a tenured journalist, published poet, and author who spent his last years fighting Alzheimer’s.
Before his diagnosis (2011) he wanted to start a blog, he kept spiral notebooks full of ideas about health and science, psychology and philosophy, culture and race, poetry and short stories.
We never got it done.
This archive is the blog he didn’t get to build, mixed with the work his memory inspires me to create now. Every word he didn’t publish helps tell his story, and every word I write is shaped by him or by something he wrote. Clareifi was established in 2012.
Between-The-Lines
This is where I get granular, diving into the details, unpacking how things work, why I write what I write, and the mechanics that move beneath the surface. If you’re looking for the structure beneath it all, this is where you’ll find it.
At its core, this space exists for a simple reason: I want to build something lasting. Something I can hand down. Something my family can grow into, even after I'm gone.
If any part of this resonates with you, I’d love for you to subscribe and come along for the journey.
For Dad.
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