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782 Words About Writer’s Block

Posted on
Jun 21, 2018
 

I don’t know what writer’s block looks like for other people. I’ve never discussed it with my friends who write professionally, perhaps because it seems like a silly, self-indulgent think to talk about. “Hello, friends who also make a living making sentences. Do you know how sometimes the sentences are hard to make? How putting…

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Cut Scenes from a Cafe In Quebec

Posted on
Apr 19, 2018
 
Posted in: Random Musings

I have an excellent memory. In the aftermath of my brain surgery, my biggest fear was that my ability to recount past events was damaged in some way. Under the haze of anesthesia, I walked around the park near our old home with Rand, struggling to piece together the last few days. I’d struggled through…

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Knight Scoop, I Love You.

Posted on
Apr 17, 2018
 

It is a strange statement of fact to say that I was on Japanese television long before I ever watched it. The circumstances of our engagement (which, for the uninitiated, was a very public proclamation involving the purchase of a local television commercial and, on my part at least, a great deal of screaming) meant…

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If Twitter Responded To Abuse Reports Honestly

Posted on
Mar 22, 2018
 

I spend too much time on Twitter. And, frankly, it’s awful. Every day is like wading through a sea of poop to try and find a cupcake, and even when you find that, it’s like, “Well, I can’t possibly eat this cupcake. It’s covered in poop.” As a writer, Twitter becomes a sort of necessary…

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Pillow Fight.

Posted on
Mar 19, 2018
 

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a married man in possession of a house will one day find himself in a shouting match with his spouse about something trivial like throw pillows. All of this will likely happen at IKEA. If that man has refused to go to IKEA, because he has justly concluded…

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  • The atrium from the restaurant we went to last night seemed to stretch on for miles - an architectural relic that now feels luxuriously wasteful.
  • I mean, any day that starts with these two handsome gents was bound to be a good one.
  • Been two years to the day, and sometimes I still reach for the phone or an envelope, forgetting that you aren't here anymore. I know that fatherhood wasn't your thing, and kids certainly weren't, either, but I still think we did pretty okay, Dad. Wherever you are, I hope it's quiet, and peaceful, and completely devoid of cheerful idiots who want to make smalltalk.
  • Train time. He leaned in and told me he liked me so much, which is good because I keep trying to eat his face.
  • Super honored to have spoken today at @hubspotlife. Was I completely incoherent and jet lagged? Yes. Did I sweat through my shirt, leaving noticeable pit stains? Yes. Did I talk about said pit stains? Sigh. Of course. But the crowd was super welcoming and kind despite my neuroses. Thanks so much to Ashley for making everything run smoothly, Rachel for being a familiar smiling face in the crowd, and everyone who showed up, asked questions, and had me sign a book.
  • This again? Heading to the east coast for a hot minute for some work. Traveling with Casey is like having a tall, shocking polite, excessively cynical child with us.
  • Coolest. Judeo. Christian. Kids. On. The. Block.
  • "Describe your personal style." Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally, duh.
  • There are times when you create amazing things in DnD for an incredibly tiny audience. As I told Rob, the deal almost feels Faustian.
  • When the delays just keep on coming but it's not so bad, really.

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