Last year I set a goal via Good Reads: I would read 45 books between January and December. In keeping with what we will just call “the story of my life,” I failed to read 45 books – but I did manage to read 38 books.
It’s Thanksgiving Day 2018. Since I have the time today, I thought I’d take a moment to talk just the littlest bit about The Process […]
I can’t help thinking God is probably still pretty mad about everything that has happened to the Native Americans since the first Thanksgiving. But I shouldn’t be a killjoy. Why do I always try to ruin everyone’s good time?
Sometimes all of this – i.e., The Process – is just nuts. It can make you nuts. It can drive others nuts. There’s no real way to justify it, and no compelling argument for vilifying it.
If there is no knot in a person’s brain made up of guilt and pain caused by slights and regret and rejection and failures of kindness and humiliation and bad behavior toward other people, then what purpose could their creating art possibly serve?
We all know that nobody reads this blog, so my secret plans to become financially solvent are safe here.
Because the WVU football game is going to be televised on ABC today, I will be able to watch it. I know: who gives a […]
But what do people blog about when they aren’t desperately attempting to write a novel in 30 days? Well, I’ve been brainstorming about that.
Unless Kristen Bell knocks on my door and asks if she can lie in bed with me and watch “The Good Place” tonight, you won’t be hearing from me again.
I literally wrote this entire blog post just so I could insert “flipped the script” into it somewhere.