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Cuntsplash, or A Letter to My Future Employer

Manic – I’m a little… yes… fucking manic.  I can’t say who I am, and I wonder how that question even enters or becomes liminal. There are still things I can’t say here, which is a G-ddamned shame.  It’s a little poignant as well, and maybe something of a social comment.  I’m prevented from saying…

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To Make the Site a Constant Project

To make the site a constant project.  To not abandon the idea that this site will have as its mission the goal of self exploration in front of, or before a public eye.  To continue to search – as the domain name enjoins – for an honest word.  And so here lies the project.  How…

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Why I Used to Write

I think I used to write to see if I could – to see if I had a voice or sounded any different from my peers.  In short I suppose: to see what I could come up with. The first time I wrote, or really felt the power of the written word was as a…

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I’m Happy to Have a Blog

I’m happy to have a place where I can write, a forum where I can reveal myself and open up my thoughts to the world. At the same time, I’m worried about how I may internalize expectations.  Writing before any audience, even an imagined audience, I can imagine myself conforming to expectations.  I think of…

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I’m Languishing

I’m languishing.  Under what strain I can’t say – I don’t know.  Standing before a horizon as open as it is uncertain – full of possibilities and opportunities.  Yet I’m languishing, or I feel as if I am. Miserly loves company – but I can’t say that anyone would want to come here, to hear…

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