Q: Why do I continue going down this self destructive path? A: Because you hate yourself and this seems absolutely in line with how your head believes your body should be treated, namely like shit, with little regard to your physical state seeing that you are on the path to an early and welcomed death… …and […]Read More Q: Why do I continue going down this self destructive path?
My voice — once a proud and lyrical voice — is in peril because I don’t feed it anymore. It’s starving. And sorry, screenwriters….Screenplays don’t qualify as literature. Or even writing for that matter. More like emotional erector set throwaways with disbelief as a harbinger for all the holes unfilled and each of the readers […]Read More Even a Coin Toss Has Its Critics
REFURBISHING MY MIND The Walking Catastrophe…isn’t really a podcast — though I’m not even sure what constitutes a podcast and frankly, I don’t cast any aspersions when sheep die in my sleep either — but it’s more of an extra-crispy swan dive when things behind the wheel grow much bigger than things usually do […]Read More My Podcast
Because I can change it, no problem. Godaddy is just teeming with crackerjack web development and slideshow programming. Just a snip there. A tuck there. Some superglue here. And hey, hey…Let’s announce something… ON JANUARY 1st, 2017, THE WORLD WILL NOT KNOW WHAT HAS HIT THEM AND WHEN I SAY “HIT THEM” I MEAN “HIT […]Read More Do I Look Like I’m (still) in Jail?
Because you don’t just choose to become a writer. It’s not an open job fair on your college quad. It certainly isn’t the Top-10 list-making genre used by respected and no-longer-respected media outlets alike. And it sure as hell isn’t because Auntie Yum Yum thought you wrote the prettiest, most emotionally scarred adolescent vampiric prose she had […]Read More Writing and Why You Shouldn’t Bother
A few years ago, I was known as “the guy who walked” — often putting 7 to 8 miles beneath my feet. And as one buddy of mine commented decades ago, I have the gait of a “determined caveman” often with my head aimed solely toward the path beyond me. (Hancock Park, 2011-12)Read More Photography / Street (Part I)