Structure
No matter how much energy a person has, with no direction they will never be able to achieve much. It’s the difference between throwing a rock and throwing a handful of gravel. This is the main reason why jobs are…
Category Personal
The Last Minute
There are a lot of reasons for procrastination. I write these words at 4 in the morning. They are scheduled to be uploaded in 6 hours, at 10 am. Realistically, I had all day, all week even, to write these…
Uneasy
Sometimes it’s hard… Phil Fish quit the game industry this week. He was an abrasive and outspoken personality, a polarizing figure and, as he was known as such, was hounded incessantly by vicious internet wits via Twitter and forums until…
Gratitude
It ain’t easy. I want to create, I want to make amazing and touching and wondrous art every day, live a life of endless and boundless creativity – that’s what I tell myself. It is so much easier to tell…
Negotiations
I’ve been feeling really tired. I’m not sure whether it’s the weather, shakeups in my day-to-day life, or just another goddamn random mood swing, but right now it’s hard to get the things I want to do and need to…
Building Out Of Writer’s Blocks
Things stop me from creating. Most of them stem from myself, seemingly, but that may be an illusion: If the thing we are trying to achieve must be routed through one’s heart, as with the process of creation, then it…
Obligations
In all honesty, I just now was lying down to sleep and remembered that I needed to write something. Fuck. It’s like that dream where for reasons you don’t understand you’re giving a presentation on a subject you haven’t studied…
Melted in Place
Warm. It’s fucking warm and this nasty salty sweat keeps leaking out my hair holes and making me spongy-slick resentful at this fucking world with it’s stupid tilted axis and smug shining dickhole of a sun. I’m sitting in this…
Show and Tell
Here’s something that sucks: The people who are closest to me, the people who I’d most like to impress and astound with my work, they’ll probably never be able to see it the way that other people do. Because I…
Weird
I no longer expend the effort to believe that I belong anywhere. Perhaps this is maturity, or perhaps it’s maturity that I am basically okay with this fact and am secure in my loneliness– for now. It has become easier…