Uneasy
Sometimes it’s hard… Phil Fish quit the game industry this week. He was an abrasive and outspoken personality, a polarizing figure and, as he was known as such, was hounded incessantly by vicious internet wits via Twitter and forums until…
Category Life in the Machine
Gratitude
It ain’t easy. I want to create, I want to make amazing and touching and wondrous art every day, live a life of endless and boundless creativity – that’s what I tell myself. It is so much easier to tell…
Building Out Of Writer’s Blocks
Things stop me from creating. Most of them stem from myself, seemingly, but that may be an illusion: If the thing we are trying to achieve must be routed through one’s heart, as with the process of creation, then it…
Obligations
In all honesty, I just now was lying down to sleep and remembered that I needed to write something. Fuck. It’s like that dream where for reasons you don’t understand you’re giving a presentation on a subject you haven’t studied…
Melted in Place
Warm. It’s fucking warm and this nasty salty sweat keeps leaking out my hair holes and making me spongy-slick resentful at this fucking world with it’s stupid tilted axis and smug shining dickhole of a sun. I’m sitting in this…
Show and Tell
Here’s something that sucks: The people who are closest to me, the people who I’d most like to impress and astound with my work, they’ll probably never be able to see it the way that other people do. Because I…
Weird
I no longer expend the effort to believe that I belong anywhere. Perhaps this is maturity, or perhaps it’s maturity that I am basically okay with this fact and am secure in my loneliness– for now. It has become easier…
Silence
We are so often so inundated with sound that being in a genuinely quiet environment is a strangely potent experience. Right now, the weight of the silence is sufficient enough that I feel obtrusive by tapping at the keyboard, and…
Underneath
Why is horror appealing? The only thought more terrifying than that we might not be alone is the thought that we might, indeed, be alone. The only belief more terrifying than that there are weird and unexplainable things going on,…
Backtracking
And just like dreams the games we play fall away from us when they are complete, and just like dreams they are easily forgotten and then remembered at random many years later, and just like dreams they slip by in…