The Great Twenty-First Century American Novelist

About Me

I've been in college now for about fifteen months. I find it to be halfway enlightening and wholey time consuming. I haven't written a line of good fiction since I began this infernal task. I think of this as a sacrifice to the potential of one day writing REALLY good fiction. I thoroughly enjoy college, but not as thoroughly as I enjoy complaining about college. That seems to be the essence of human nature: complaining. I'd like to comment on the fact in a way that can't be viewed as complaining, but I can't seem to solve the paradox. If I get anything out of this whole college experience, I hope it is the solution to the paradox. Now that would be good fiction.

My Interests

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i am nudged. scoot. un-uh. don' wanna. i dig my heels. i clamber for a doorway. i brace myself. i wanna go back. but that's imfuckingpossible.
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 21:49:00 GMT

Time Flows in Reverse

To utilize our sense of sight, our brain interprets images perceived through rods and cones and liquids and chemicals and what not, which have been reflected through a lens and projected on ...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 11:48:00 GMT

Itching...

I just finished reading another Charles Dickens novel entitled The Old Curiosity Shop, or as I like to call it, The Old Curiosity Hop, being that I stuck a $ .99 sticker from a 24 oz. Steel Reserve ov...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 01:25:00 GMT