Dear Diary

Marbles the cat

For pretty much as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to be the kind of the person who keeps a daily journal. I’ve wanted to produce years of writing and sketches and document my growth as a writer, artist, and human being; a ledger of a life; a record that I was here, that I created, and there was significance to my words. I imagined shelves lined with mostly-complete notebooks jammed full of ideas and observations, a reckoning of emotion, an honest reflection and historical record of life’s event.

I’ve never been this person.

Jackass Letters

Note: this is modified from a previous post on the Jackass Letters Facebook page.

Here’s the deal. You can still buy my book! It’s still for sale. You can trade some ill-gotten gains, some of your filthy lucre, for a copy of Jackass Letters: Archive Volume 1.

No one will think less of you if you treat yourself to some stupidity. Ok, your mom might, but be honest, you’ve always been a disappointment to her.

Already purchased a copy? Then buy another! Surely you have someone in your life you love enough to give a copy as a gift, but don’t love enough to make that gift be truly anything special (think third-cousin, or former boss!).

Writers' block

So here's the deal...I have never had writers' block. Pretty much ever. I can always get the words to come together.

This isn't one of those "humblebrags." It's just a fact. I can always write.

My problem is writing what I am supposed to be writing. Or even getting my ass in the chair to write.

I've always loved writing. I've often surrounded myself with writers, took every writing course I could, even knocked out a couple of book length manuscripts, and I've managed to be paid a tim...

Let's be dramatic!

I'm leaving Facebook.

Ok, not really. But I do plan to minimize my presence there. I want to take control of my own content again and to decrease my footprint. I've been growing more and more frustrated with the direction the internet has been going for years now (Get off my lawn!). For a bright short period of time it seemed like anyone that knew how to put words together could build an audience and a brand and if lucky a living. There were blogs on nearly every conceivable topic and writers...