Graveldrag

The writer made a mistake today. It is 11:18 pm; he is watching a progress bar crawl as a video renders. He has set a goal to write 650 words today. He has not written any. In fact, the only thing he has done today is work on a song, a remix. The video is … Continue reading Graveldrag

Human Species

This is an incomplete story. The updated version can be found here. I am Kamashi Geissler, and I am homo sapien. I am a diplomat on Titan. Saturn frames the domed crystalline city of Nova Ŝanco, nestling in the slight pink haze bed of Titan's atmosphere. The haze gives way to the black stars of … Continue reading Human Species

A New Path

The writer has accepted a new journey today. He will begin preparing shortly, writing with increasingly larger requirements. He hopes that within a month he will have the endurance and mental fortitude to write a novel in the span of a month. And then, he will have conquered one of his oldest demons.

Wiseman

I am the wisest person on this planet. I write fortune cookies for a living. I actually invented the fortune cookie. My life has spiraled out of control since the invention of the fortune cookie. I don't know who to trust anymore. Can I give advice to myself?