Unreliable Narrator
Memoir, Essay, Short Plays, Short Fiction, maybe an advice column, a serial, or possibly critique... honestly, you are at my mercy here.
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Learn to Rage at Any Age (opens the original)
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“I don’t believe you.”I steadied my breath as I stared at him, incredulous. I shook my head and put my hand on my hip. I inadvertently made a glottal stop- a horrible breathing (or rather NOT breathing) tick that is almost like making a plosive “P” sound inside your throat. It was a pattern I had been trying to break for the entire first semester. I was annoyed at myself for doing it. But not as annoyed as I was at my teacher, Alan, for not buying my schtick.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewab
S 3 Ep 8: It Was Never About the Tools (opens the original)
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This week is a bit of a soapbox but I make no apologies. My goal here is not to shame AI users but to shine a light on the lie that new tools have somehow made art-making more accessible. It hasn’t. It has made art HAVING more accessible, but the art is becoming homogenized with the creative focus being on all about harnessing our audience’s least evolved responses to get us more eyeballs and “likes”. GET OFFA MY LAWN! I may be a cranky old codger, but that doesn’t mean what I have to say is lac
The Lore (opens the original)
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If you ask me how I know about the Fae who’ve taken up residence in my yard, well, I don’t rightly know. All I know for sure is that I know. Now, you can quibble with me about what these little folk are called but I won’t call them by any other name than what they’ve told me. They know who they are and I’m not about to argue with ‘em. They’re small enough to wiggle into your dreams and that may sit alright with you, but I enjoy my rest. You take it up with them if you have a problem for I surely
New Play in Progress, Who Dis? (opens the original)
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I am working on a new play and it is bumming me out.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="1941" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!-hya!,w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic
How I Didn’t Get Into College (opens the original)
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I paid for the cigarettes. I always paid for them. I was too young to buy them for myself but I was old enough to sell them. It was easy enough to ring up the sale right before I closed down the store and toss them into my bag under the counter. I was the only one there. That sale could have just as easily been to one of the guys riding their Harleys to Sturgis. We always had a few nights when the campsite was loaded with bikers. Those were the easiest times to account for the sale if I ever nee
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