Process

I’ve been trying to loosen up: fast collages, illegible notes in the middle of the night, and the smudges of a left-hander.

Scene from My Notebook

There is beauty in repetition, the steady accretion that comes with committing to one thing day after day.

Debris

I have a knack for taking the longest, most taxing route to common knowledge.

Starting a New Big Thing

The first thing I do with a new notebook is write something stupid and messy on the first page.

I Need to Make Mistakes

Clichés Are Learned the Hard Way

I Need to Rethink How I Spend My Dwindling Time on This Planet

A Fair Chunk of Our Time Was Spent Pacing and Sighing

Morning Man

Word Count

Parameters Are Critical

Scenes From the Chapel

Monster