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  • Benches: An Essay Just Wouldn’t Cut It (Meaning, There’s Video)

    Benches: An Essay Just Wouldn’t Cut It (Meaning, There’s Video)

    A bench too meaningful to commit to simple paragraphs. …and honestly, the outline I started a couple of months ago was just spiraling out of control. The story of the Vancouver Granville Street Bridge Benches really isn’t that fabulous, but I have a tendency to start everything with a massive preamble, then elaborate on details…

  • WordPress Writing Prompt, Which I Haven’t Done For A While

    WordPress Writing Prompt, Which I Haven’t Done For A While

    Finishing what I started. Reading stuff I wrote a while ago and discovering that it’s not bad at all. It’s a craft that doesn’t depend on one’s looks, age, physical health, or even mental health; some of the most cuckoo people I know are fairly decent writers, and some of the sanest people I know…

  • I’m Writing!

    I’m Writing!

    It’s like my brain has been completely broiled by the worst season of them all.   …but the only reason I can actually sit down and type something out today is because I actually woke up to some cool, cloudy weather after being slowly roasted to death over the last several days, and so I am…

  • Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?

    Update and Epiphany: I hate being on camera, so what was I thinking?

    Even as a tot–and a very cute one–you can see how enthused I was to be dressed up and have my picture taken. Did I actually think I was going to voluntarily put myself on YouTube? I did.  And it was one of the more preposterous ideas I’ve ever had.  And that’s a mouthful coming…

  • Nothing to write right now.

    Nothing to write right now.

    But thanks for checking in. Enjoy the Gen Zed sartorial splendour. I’ll get there. Working on something but it’s work. Drop me a line if you feel so inclined; I’ll write back. Oh, and so apparently WordPress is going to charge me $150 next month to keep my horrible site plan, which is very new…

  • Of Final Things: Death and Burial in Mark Brandenburg, 1500 – 1800

    Of Final Things: Death and Burial in Mark Brandenburg, 1500 – 1800

    I‘ve been a bit preoccupied by Life this past week, and I’m really doing my best to churn out some writing, but it’s been a challenge. In the midst of some family matters, some external concerns, and some priorities being shuffled around, I have to say that focusing on output has not been an easy…

  • Was today typical?

    Was today typical?

    Sure. Now, please define “typical” for me. I’m not ever going to share intense details of my personal life, I’m not going to talk about my struggles, I’m not going to brag about my small victories, and I’m not going to give details about what I ate, thought, or did. This is a stoopid writing…