What’s The Furthest Place From Here?

Prologue This poem was inspired by a line I read in the graphic novel What’s the furthest place from here? The line goes: All the things we have will be buried in the ground. Then everything we lose will once more be found. The idea really took off after a recent trip I took to…

I Don’t Feel Bad About Taking Breaks Anymore

“ If creating more means living less, I don’t think that’s worth it.” In my most recent podcast with PME, which you can find here, we talked about how much we’ve both changed in our two years of creating. The topic of creating consistently came up and I realized this was something I needed to…

Dear Reader Vol. 2

I did it. I got a new job and I’m sticking with it. I’m still annoyed at how difficult growing up has been, but I think I’m starting to get the hang of things. I have a routine I’ve started, but it has its flaws. For instance, I haven’t worked out in a week. I’m…

Turning Twenty

Who knew it would be such a drag? You spend your whole life excited for what comes after school: freedom, money, relationships, travel, and whatever else we thought growing up would be.  Reference my last blog for more info. Then you reach some amazing milestones. You probably make some amazing moves and get praised like…

Dear Reader Vol. 1

Dear Reader, I hate growing up. I wish I didn’t have to.  My life used to be so easy, but now it sucks. Taxes are hard, money is stressful, and all I do is work. Why the hell did I want this growing up thing so bad? For freedom? I’ve never felt more trapped in…

Decay

Every morning my eyes grow heavier. That stupid alarm clock won’t stop ringing. If I get out of bed I’m fucked. If I stay in bed I’m very fucked. I love being alive. Every breakfast I’m a little less prepared. That damn lunchbox doesn’t fill itself. If I make myself food I’ll be late. If…

He’s the worst

‘You’re psychotic’ ‘Is that a fact or opinion?’ ‘Opinion.’ she said ‘But if you want a fact’, she looked me in the eyes and stared hard before adding, ‘I hate you.’ I can’t say I’m surprised or even hurt by her words. It’s all true. I’ve been expecting this conversation for weeks now. If anything,…

Monsters Inside

Part 7: They Come From Inside. Roll the credits. Seriously, how many times do I need to say “monsters inside” in a story I wrote called “Monsters Inside?” I’m sure you get my point by now. You can’t see me right now, but I’m sighing as I sit in my favorite gaming chair that I’ve…

Monsters Inside

Part 6: Mommy, Where Do Monsters Come From? May 9th, 2012 4:20pm “Has this happened before?!” Harling asked Liam. “No.’ Liam said. “Not like this.” He didn’t look shocked, but he didn’t look calm either. Harling saw something between “I saw this coming” and “I can’t believe this is happening right now”. Blake spoke up,…

(Don’t) Give In

Bad bad bad. Am I? Yes. You are. Do bad. See bad. Feel bad repeat. A recipe for disaster. And you’re the key. Good good good. Am I? Yes. You are. Do bad. See bad. Feel bad defeat. A recipe for disaster. But it’s not me. Lost lost lost. Am I? Yes. You are. Do…