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2018, am I right? What a time. Things happened and that one dude was like, “what up” and then he turned out to be a jerk and then that person was all, “woah” and that was a thing. But really, it’s all nonsense cause time is an illusion and poets lie and we’ll all be stardust again. So, let’s ignore … Keep reading
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Ima skipping my normal monthly blog spiel–the one with the anecdote– because I want to talk a little about the Blogmas thing I’m doing with the editor of the Alphabet Anthology series I’ve been a part of, Rhonda Parrish. Every year she organizes a blog tour of her fellow writers to benefit the Edmonton Food Bank (Rhonda is Canadian). Back in … Keep reading
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After college, I applied to Americorps, not on a whim, but as a planned action. That kind of foresight was unusual for me, though I’d had flashes of long-sighted maturity throughout my development. Just not a lot of it. And I wasn’t sure if I’d get in or if it would do what I wanted it to do–guide my career … Keep reading
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When I was 22, I went to a party on a college campus. I was invited by my friend who was invited by this girl he was seeing who was invited by her best friend who knew the host. So, I was basically a random old dude. When I got there with my buddies, I made a beeline for the … Keep reading
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I write a lot about myself. Which is fine and dandy (this is my website after all). But it’s important to remember that it’s all a community, and the writing community is as supportive as can be. So, instead of talking about myself or sharing my work, here’s some writing from some of those out there that I love and … Keep reading
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You might not have heard I hurt my back a month and some change ago. Not like, “oh, there’s a twinge. Looks like I have to skip bowling tonight” and more like, “oh my god, I can’t stand, I can’t move, I want to cry and please, please don’t let me be stuck like this forever. Please, please, please.” I … Keep reading
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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. … Keep reading
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I don’t always have much to say. That’s cool. I like silence just as much as non-silence. One time when I was 7 or 8, I was down by the water, sitting on the dock. It was evening, warm, purples and oranges on the surface. I just hung there staring, thinking about whatever it is children think about. Totally happy. … Keep reading
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I was recently talking to this dude about Incubus. It’s his favorite band. I had to say that I knew virtually nothing about Incubus besides it’s a band that exists. I don’t have any opinions about them, not because I care or don’t care, but because they debuted in a period of life in which I didn’t pay any attention … Keep reading
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I’m not good at accepting good words. I’m good at giving them (hey you! Yes you reading! you’re beautiful and smart and such a hard worker) but taking compliments? Forget about it. I ain’t about that. What do you think, I gotta big head? WRONG! This is obviously stupid. We’re worthy of praise, guys. Me included. I’m working through this, ok? I … Keep reading