Tag Archives: Writing

Everything is awesome.

Yes. Yes, I did, in fact, start this one off with an outrageous lie. Everything is not awesome, and that’s why it’s nice to have creative outlets. Sometimes, when life is bringing me down (or pissing me off), I write it out. But there are times when even that doesn’t work, because I’m so down (or pissed off) that I

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Doing bad things to imaginary lives.

A little while ago, I killed off a character. Maybe. Probably. Hard to say what’s real and what’s not, but that’s beside the point. At the moment that I was writing it, he was dead, dead, deadski, regardless of what might or might not happen later. And I didn’t feel bad about it at all. I also completely traumatized another

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Thesauri. Thesauruses. Tyranthesaurus Rex.

I was planning… something… when I typed the word “writing” into a Google search the other day. I’m not trying to be cagey, I just can’t remember what I originally planned to search for. I ended up going down a rabbit hole, instead. After I typed “writing” into the field, Google sprouted some of its handy-dandy suggestions, and the first

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Clearing up the static.

Search for something once and Google will assume that you want to know EVERYTHING about that thing FOREVER AND EVER. If I have to scroll through pages and pages of Game of Thrones clickbait before I get to anything that isn’t related to Game of Thrones, that’s a bit much. Sure, I could tell Google that I’m not interested anymore,

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Roaches, singing toasters & bad eggs.

I talked about stories the other day, and it made me think about the stories that I have to tell. Some I’ve told before, either in person or in print. Others are just floating around in the back of my brain, waiting for an opportune moment. One thing led to another, and I decided that if I’m ever motivated to

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