On Working

I’m rarely the kind of person who suffers anxiety, but being out of work for a little while was awfully stressful. Fortunately, things are looking up. I’m working again. I’ll be working a variety of jobs, keeping busy, keeping variety in my work life. Eventually, I’ll want something 9-5, something full time, some single thing that’s really, really stable. But that’s not me, not right now. And it took a while to realize that. It sucks to be anxious about money, and I’m glad that that’s coming to an end…

Yellow Computer

  It’s funny. I started reading way early — like, before the age of four — and I had parents who always read to me and read and Mom wrote all the time and my teachers were incredibly supportive of my writing, but for whatever reason, that dumb yellow computer still sticks in my mind as something that really stands out in my development as a writer. It was freedom. The freedom to write, the implicit suggestion to edit that comes with word processing, the ability to share stories with…

Driving Distracted

I’m sick of all this Tron posting. Work’s progressing but it’s time to share some other stuff. Earlier this year, I started experimenting with a form that’s kind of foreign to me. I’ve never dabbled in poetry–I’m a prose writer, a screenwriter, an artist. Not a poet. But there’s something lacking in prose sometimes. Abstract experiences are difficult to capture, and they require a much more loose structure, an ability to express the world and one’s thoughts in an abstracted way. Enter prose poetry. A perfect balance between the form…