(Another) 3am (poem)

3am comes to those who wish for something more. Something¬† different. A different shade of mauve sunset tears over a rainy coastline after an unnaturally gray Oregon afternoon. After an unnaturally gray Oregon morning. Like repetition. Like uniform. Like perpetual. 3am comes at all hours of the day. Waiting for the bus. Checking Facebook on…

The Leap

I hate the fact that I am constantly writing some memoir-ish personal diatribe bullshit, but between school, work and a desperate need to distract myself from the world on the rare occasion that I can, I have only been able to write when inspired. But what the hell, right? Today I spent the day seeing…

School is the worst thing that could happen to a writer

Coming from destitute homelessness, I thought getting a college degree was the best thing I could do. However, 7 years later and $70K in debt, I now dread reading or writing anything. I can only imagine how long it will be before I feel that soul crushing physical compulsion to write again. Writing now is…

~ A Writer’s Kryptonite: Part Two – The Ethics of Pirated Pixels ~

However after two days I spent stumbling around a entirely revamped and restructured game, complete with new game mechanics and questing areas, my cousin sent me a screen shot of him playing on a private vanilla server. To give you better idea of what that means, first you have to understand Blizzards subscription model of…

~ A Writer’s Kryptonite: Part One – For the Love of a Pixel ~

Confession: I have been an avid gamer my whole life. Regardless of social stratification and extended periods of isolation, I have never looked a gift video game in the mouth. From learning to read by playing King’s Quest on my father’s IBM PC Jr. to the release of the first Nintendo Entertainment System, which I…

VaguePress 2018: Addiction Replacement

I want to write about something I am doing, or quitting, for the new year, but this thing, even for me, is TMI. I can just say that there is an energy that we are born with that is stronger than absolutely everything else, and it can be monstrous if left unchecked. Trying to dispel…