Category: Words

This was a conversation I’ve had with a few fellow writers not so long ago and then they pointed me to this incredibly well written article. I agree with a few of the points and I won’t get into any insane detail, but for what it’s…

Today I spent roughly eight hours trying to unfuck someone’s life after they got scammed by “Tiffany” Who is definitely a woman (probably not lol) who was apparently so deeply in love with the victim that she desperately needed $98,725 in crypto to… I don’t know,…

Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind writing these emails. Not because the ideas are bad. I still believe everything I’m telling you. But because I’ve written about resistance seventeen times. I’ve explained the importance of daily practice in twelve different ways. I’ve dissected…

The world feels like it’s on fire most days, doesn’t it? News cycles designed to spike your cortisol. Social media feeding you rage for engagement. Everyone’s angry about something, and that anger is contagious as hell. But here’s what I want to know… What was good…

There’s been a fun post floating about the interwebs over the last few days. Want to know how many people got arrested for posting shit online in 2023? United Kingdom: 12,183 (Oi! Wrong meme, mate…) Belarus: 6,205 (Dictators gonna dictate) Germany: 3,500 (Apparently efficiency applies to…

Everyone’s losing their goddamn minds about the Rapture happening on September 23rd or 24th. And by everyone I mean a metric shit ton of TikTok prophets who’ve apparently received direct downloads from Jesus himself about when the sky hoovering begins. Good news is. These evangelical influencers…

Your thing bombed. That project you poured your soul into? Crickets. That post you thought was brilliant? Tumbleweeds. That creative risk you finally worked up the courage to take? It blew up in your face and now you don’t want to risk anything anymore. Your anxiety…

Remember In Time? That mental Justin Timberlake movie where everyone stops aging at 25 and time becomes currency? People literally die when their clock runs out. The rich hoard centuries while the poor scramble for minutes. That’s essentially the plot without many spoilers. I’m watching it…

(This ended up being another one of those thick boi emails but I’m not gonna apologise for it) I know what I’m about to say next sounds manipulative as hell, but stick with me because understanding this shit is the difference between being a starving artist…

A couple of times a week I get asked about how to get good as an hired pen. Now like most writing advice. This is not gospel but I’m just gonna let it fly. I know what I’m going to say next is cliché as fuck,…

But you’re here anyways… This will be a shorter email and I’m just gonna be giving one of my favourite artist of late, a little lovin’ on his work… You think you know what it means to have your retinas assaulted by pure, unfiltered creativity? Let…

You’re still reading my words. We all know attention spans have been chopped up and fed to those robot overlords like some sort of sacrifice. Yet you’re still here reading my sentences that take longer than seven seconds to process. Engaging with ideas that can’t be…

You know that phrase, right? Sure. Absolutely. I’m totally on board with that universe wisdom type shit. …except for the part where the reason is apparently that the universe has the sense of humour of a drunk toddler with a YouTube channel and access to your…

or burn it to the ground, both outcomes beat slow death. So you’ve got words stuck in your throat like broken glass. The conversation you’re not having. The one that makes your stomach do that thing. You know the thing… where it feels like you swallowed…

I said I was going to put together an ever growing document of things I enjoy looking at. From literature, quotes, art and everything in between. A little doc to scroll through instead of getting stuck in the scroll hole that is social media. I’ve always…

The internet feels like a dumpster fire that someone keeps pouring gasoline on. Every platform is optimised for outrage. Every algorithm rewards anger. Every comment section turns into a battlefield where nuance goes to die. Your feed is probably 90% people screaming about things that make…

Look around. You don’t need me to read the headlines to you. Hell, you’ve seen the videos. Violence. Death. Anarchy. All normal now, which is wild. When everything has gone to shit. I sometimes think to myself if books are really still worth reading or writing.…

The world’s on fire. Again. Still. Forever, it seems like, and you’re sitting there scrolling through the ninth circle of social media hell wondering if maybe, just maybe, you should delete everything and go live in a cave somewhere. I get it. Christ, do I get…

Alright, gather ’round. Alex Becker dropped a banger of a post on FB today. A little bit of truth that most people will scroll by while they’re sitting on the toilet pretending their 9 to5 isn’t slowly murdering their soul. He showed the world his cringe…

[A love letter to myself] Listen up, brother. We need to talk. You and me. Man to man. Human to human. Whatever the fuck to whatever the fuck. Society’s been playing three card Monte with our emotions for decades, and guess what? The house always wins.…

I remember writing, as if the only thing I needed to do was impress my professor… I used words that required a dictionary and a philosophy degree. Paragraphs that said in fifty words what could be said in five. I thought complexity meant intelligence. I was…

About an hour ago I ventured out in to the wild to grab a coffee from my favourite little cafe down the road. There’s football on, so generally this little town is dead while everyone’s packed together at the stadium about 20 mins away. On my…

Of Mice and Men and Grapes of Wrath are arguably John Steinbeck’s greatest contribution to the world of writing. And there was a quote he left behind when people asked him about being a great writer or on becoming a great writer. I always re-read it…

This was gonna be a day to nerd out hard. 7 years of waiting. Silksong was supposed to launch… Us gamer nerds have been waiting for 7 years. Keeping an eye on the devs and seeing if they dropped any clues. I fell for it completely.…

That’s right. One decision. The decision that moves the needle forward in whatever it is you’re pursuing. I was asked last year what it mean to me, when it came to being an artist. Now that can be a complex answer in itself. Except for me…

So today I was up a lot earlier than usual. Today was going to be the day where I was going to be super productive. Except, I spent it reading old comics. Scrolling for spicy memes to add to my ever growing collecting, while bullying bullies…

“I shall suppose … that some malicious demon of the utmost power and cunning has employed all his energies in order to deceive me. I shall think that the sky, the air, the earth, colours, shapes, sounds and all external things are merely the delusions of…

So a couple of my writer buds on Twitter posed a bit of question to the group over the last week. The essence of the question that came up was: “How do you keep writing when people think you’re 100% using AI now?” So I went…

Picture this… You sit down to write your novel. You crack your knuckles, open that blank document, and then your brain immediately starts its greatest hits collection of self doubt. “This is going to take three months. Maybe six. Maybe a year. Then you need to…

‘Tis my Birthday. I’ve survived another year. As I’ve gotten older I just have a grateful appreciation to still be here on this earth. Today has been a day of laziness. I waited for a few books to arrive. A nice meal to be had. And…