Bees Knees, My Ass
Writing lights me up, but building a writing career? That’s a whole different kind of work. Between submissions, day jobs, and the deep pull to create, I’m chasing the dream one keystroke at a time—while cursing bees for their simplicity.
The Master’s Tournament
We've all met them—the self-important Masters strutting through the office with dashboards, buzzwords, and bafflingly useless degrees. Welcome to The Master’s Tournament, where the goal isn’t to solve problems—it’s to look impressive while avoiding them.
Both Parties Can Fuck All The Way Off
I’m not picking between Coke and Pepsi and pretending it’s revolutionary. I’m bringing my own damn flask.
Leeches of Liberty
Liberty was never about safety. It was about risk, ownership, failure—and the right to rise again. Somewhere along the way, we fucked it all up.
Fire and Grit: My New Origin Story
After dying three times, I came back with one burning question: Did my life even matter?