Twitter is simple—it’s what Facebook used to want to be, back when users needed an .edu email address to join. It’s the space where people…
Before, my life felt like I was always running a labyrinth. Always hearing a screaming baby in a distant place, never able to reach it, constantly yanked in different directions, racing against a time frame that didn't exist. But now the whole thing has been razed, disintegrated.
When it rains, it pours. When an Angeleno leaves LA for any subjectively significant time, one’s re-entry is provisional until they’ve seen their therapist. I…
It's been a non-stop shit-show of people telling me I'm so amazing and deserve better then turning around and letting me down by choice. And the impact really can't be summed up in a paragraph or two.
But on the other days, the ones I can push through, the healed (or healing) part of me asks “Why don’t others believe they deserve me? Why do they fear what they want?”
Why I am taking a break but not really going anywhere.
As a writer I have always believed in trusting the reader. If a writer fails this, the prose suffers. It is where walls of text and overwrought exposition is born and storytelling goes to die.
If you choose to leave Twitter, that's a decision I understand and respect. At this time, I don't have any plans to leave but that may change in the future. If you'd like to stay in touch and keep me in your networks, here are the other ways to reach me.
Why I’m getting rid of a pseudonym I recently pulled a project from Kindle Vella. Because of the considerable delays in getting any content removed…
I know the cool thing to do with mailing lists is to make them salesy and gimmicky and promise you stuff, but I'm not there yet. Really it's just a semi-monthly digest of what I've been up to. That's it! So whaddya say?