For some odd reason, right around the first week of March every year, I get all these happy birthday wishes. Don't they know I was born...

I love to write. It's an art. It's a release. It's a form of communication. And yet... I am terrible at "using my words". When a child is...

Content warning: this is going to get gross. I will be relaying the bodily malfunctions I have been experiencing...

I have an appointment to get an MRI tomorrow morning. My doctor wants to have a look-see at my brain. My memory loss is a real problem. I...

I was listening to a podcast for writers just a moment ago when my mind wandered a bit as something they talked about sparked an idea for...

10. No matter what time I set my alarm for in the morning, I will stare at words and pictures and pictures with words until my bladder...

I've been writing a fantasy novel about magic and monsters for the last few months. I've written 70,000 words, which is roughly around...

I was thinking about something today. I got distracted by, I don't know, pretty colors or something, who knows. Point is, I got...

Neurodivergent is a big word. It essentially means the brain isn't typical. "The" brain in this particular case would be my own, of course.

You sometimes forget what you're thinking about, while you're thinking about it. And then that's what you start thinking about.

I'm sitting in a folding camping chair right now on the beach, just out of reach of the waves. It's about 70°F, a mild breeze coming off...

Hey there. I know I haven't posted anything in a bit, I apologize. All half dozen of you who actually remember Whatever This Is exists...

Usually, I'm a sucker for cuddles. That being said, times like these, times like 3am, I forget for a moment what a precious thing they are.

Welcome back to the Annual Birthday Wish Awards! 2023 is not only the year I turn 42 again, but it's also the year that immediately...

Maybe that's what this is all about, at the core...

Each of these steps is crucial to my process, and each step gets me closer and closer to sleeping on the couch.

I died last night. It's a little fuzzy, trying to remember details. It's all slowly slipping away though, as everything else does for me.

I understand that this account may be largely... discounted. I'm actually fine with that. I know the truth of it, and the octopuses do too.

And now, here I was. With this impossible choice to make. Either way, it was the end for me.

YOU ARE AT THE CENTER OF ALL OF THIS, SIZZLE, WELL-INTENTIONED OR NOT. IF NOT FOR YOU, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS PREDICAMENT...