I used to complain that I didn’t have time for video games. And my buddy, when I mentioned this to him, said that that was bullshit. That I could make time if I wanted, but I didn’t want to. He was right. Somehow, I found the time, because I decided it was important. Surprisingly, now I’m not playing video games. Or reading. And minimal writing. I’m mostly just watching movies and taking care of my family responsibilities. Which is dope.
We say we don’t have time for X, Y or Z, but that’s not true. What’s true is that there’s infinite amount of time, for what’s important. We don’t make time for what’s unimportant, subconsciously or not. I got a bunch that’s important coming up and I’m taking care of everything that matters.
Here’s the big thing. I have a Mason Jar event on May 5 at Enoch Pratt. Why don’t you come out and enjoy the fun! Good books, good times. I’ll probably be awkward.
My most recent Barrelhouse piece is up. It’s about Buffy, so it’s important to me. I also think it’s good.
A story of mine is up at Loch Raven Review. It’s not a ton of fun.
I had some freelance writer profile in Baltimore Fishbowl. It was a good book and a good interview. Sujata Massey is a dope writer.
Two pieces of mine were accepted. Stoked about that. I’ll give you a heads up when they’re published!
Media to look out for:
I dunno. I’m rewatching movies. Don’t watch The Hangover. It’s kind of racist and sexist.