Publish And Perish
They said it was easy.
They said it was easy.
I’ve finished a 380 page memoir about my family. I didn’t plan on that… The original plan was to write a 100 page “memoir” that, primarily, answered the one big question — what the fuck was up with your parents, …
I love how Japanese porn seems to be the natural progression of my great aunt Deborah’s severely protestant Scottish moral values. There’s this very large contingent of fallen women getting stuffed in all holes because that’s what they’ve had coming …
I keep seeing this throwback Thursday shit — or whatever it is — on Facebook. Since I ignore all of my Facebook friends (isn’t it supposed to be all about me, anyway?), I haven’t really tuned into whatever the fuck …
Summer, 1992, and I ran. I graduated high school in May and it took a couple months to realize the goal I’d been striving towards ever since my father left and our world fell apart seven years earlier. I wanted …
I’ve spent most of my life waiting for people to die. In my family, death is the only possible way for the living to find closure and peace. In life, there is no middle ground with my family. Grudges are …