Category: Words

The social feeds are going to be FLOODED with "New Year, New Me" posts.So brace yourselves.Now for me. I like personal development. Growth is always a good thing.Doing the inner work is a must, even if it makes you curl up in a corner and ugly…

Good morning comrades…Here's a little post about why my online presence is basically North Korea.And why your social media presence needs to be run like a dictator's fever dream.  You need to create a manifesto of some sorts, except it needs to be fun and here's why...When…

This is the regular end of the year talk about that mythological beast people call “writer’s block” That mind-fucking Medusa that’s allegedly turning your creativity into stone while your muse drinks Mai Tais in Maui with your motivation. PLOT TWIST: It’s all horseshit. (Yeah, I said…

In 2025 we become chaos merchants. I’m about to channel Dylan Thomas through a megaphone made of pure creative warfare. “Do not go gentle into that good night” isn’t just poetry anymore. It needs to be a battle cry and part of our Manifest for 2025.…

There’s a MOUNTAIN OF CHEESE currently occupying my refrigerator like some kind of cultured terrorist organisation. The thing about cheese is, It’s like story ideas… You can never have too many, and some of them get better with age. Currently, my fridge looks like a French…

*emotionally sips coffee while organizing gratitude notes written on gas station receipts* I’m about to get uncomfortably sincere for a minute (Which is like the second time this year), and we all know that’s not my natural state. This year has been wilder than that time…

aggressively sips eggnog-spiked coffee from murder shed We’re all slowly winding down a little before eating more roast potatoes and all of the Christmas-y foods… I need to tell you about the greatest Christmas violence since Hans Gruber fell from Nakatomi Plaza. You know how sometimes…

I’m about to tell you why the current state of marketing makes me want to throw my laptop into traffic while screaming Shakespeare insults at our digital overlords. The last year has been about as exciting as watching paint dry in slow motion while someone explains…

So today I woke up and my skull-computer is throwing up the blue screen of death. Not because there are actual worms up there (probably), but because gestures at everything THIS and points at calendar THAT have turned my neural networks into a malfunctioning carousel operated…

Look, I get it. You’re a writer. Your natural habitat is behind a keyboard, preferably in a dark room, possibly pantsless (or is that just me?) The thought of showing your face or *gasp* SPEAKING makes you want to crawl into your murder shed and never…

Here’s how I cut through the noise without becoming another crypto-bro. A follow up to yesterdays email and why this can be VERY good for you… 1. KILL THE CORPORATE VOICE Stop sounding like a LinkedIn algorithm had a baby with a customer service manual Write…

We need to talk about why telling the truth is about as effective as using a pool noodle to fight off brown bear on cocaine… spoiler alert: you’re gonna get your face eaten So for decades, honest business folks thought they could just wave their truth-flag…

I’ve had this idea percolating in my brain for the last few months. I need a Big Hairy Audacious Goal The plan? Add at least another 5,732 new cult memb– I mean, newsletter subscribers in 2025. Why such a specific number? BECAUSE ROUND NUMBERS ARE FOR…

aggressively sips coffee while arranging psychology textbooks by how much they piss off my inner critic So I had a chat with a buddy of mine about art and that whole creative thing we subject ourselves to. It’s something we do because we have to do…

I do this once a year and they’re in no particular order but I’m a firm believer in re-reading great work. From non-fiction to fiction there might be something in here that’ll tickle your brain soup. Let’s go… PSA by Rob Ulitski(A short story with a…

So today in the endless parade of what-the-fuckery that is our modern hellscape… Funko. Yes, those merchants of dead-eyed vinyl nightmares decided to go full HAM on itch.io because their broken-ass AI copyright system can’t tell its digital ass from its algorithmic elbow. I’m not anti-ai…

I’m about to get uncommonly sincere for a minute, so brace yourselves. Maybe grab a tissue. Or a bourbon. Or both. No judgment here. So there I was, having my usual 3 AM existential crisis about deadlines and word counts, when something weird happened. No, I…

So you’ve written some words, and somehow people started following you like you’re holding the last coffee bean on Earth. Congratulations! You’ve accidentally started a cult. Here’s how to lean into that power without becoming an actual megalomaniac: CREATE AN ALTERNATIVE REALITY (AKA YOUR BRAND VOICE)…

Aggressively slurps coffee while typing this from said murder shed It’s not a shed. It’s just a kitchen counter top but murder shed sounded cooler tbh. Okay so I woke up a little spicier than usual. Mainly because I’ve seen a lot of my creative friends…

Okay, so here’s a little bit for my fellow inkmonkeys… I’m about to tell you a story that’ll prove why pure, unfiltered GRIT matters more than your fancy MFA when it comes to slinging sentences. This tale might just be the difference between you cranking out…

“I never wrote a story in my life. What I did was, I would get an idea, and then I would put it on a piece of paper—a paragraph—so I wouldn’t lose it. And another idea would come, and I would write it down.” – Ray…

Haliey Welch aka Hawk Tuah aka spit on that thang girl is in some hot water. Now I don’t care much for crypto shenanigans and I can almost tell from this going out, that your eyes are rolling around the back of your skull – clanking…

Sadly no drugs and no rock ‘n roll. Although as a ghostwriter I have “participated” in some of the weirdest markets out there. From adult toys, to niche gifts/vinyls that would get you cancelled, to what salad do you eat so that you have maximum energy.…

We all have those days where we don't want to get out of bed. Those days are normal and today for me is one of those days. It's warm, it's cozy and I don't want to wake up and write. But I did. There's a quote I got memorised and…

I’ve just finished watching Saving Private Ryan again. Honestly still one of the greatest war films of all time… I’m still on the medical war-hound metaphor / analogy kick. So if you block or unsubscribe it’s cool. Casualty of war or whatever eh? Anyways, let’s get…

I'll be using Drew's menacing ways...to illustrate a few more ways to think differently when it comes to writing for yourself to get your words seen and consumed by your fans. Most writers/artists are stuck in the literary friendzone because they're treating their words like precious little…

People can smell insincerity just like that. You NEED to build trust without coming across like a sleazy car salesman who bathes in cheap cologne. It reminds me of that scene from Matilda when Danny DeVito rolls back the odometer. We don’t need to do any…

I’m not saying we should commit grand theft auto Although it would be cool if we didn’t have worldly responsibilities to stick to. Listen, I’m talking about your writing, not your neighbour’s Prius (though Mrs. Henderson really should stop parking in your spot.) This is one…