Memoirs of a bad artist

Now and Again

In college my inability to create for myself anymore convinced me that I hadn’t even been an especially good writer to begin with.
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Lies parents tell their children

Parents lie. Sure, most of them were probably white lies meant for “our own good” or to give our parents a welcome respite from persnickety questioning. This, however, does not excuse how ludicrous some of the stories they told us were. How could we have even toyed with idea that
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On Samaritans and stories

The New Age Bard

We are new-wave, radical, cutting-edge. We are modern. We are postmodern. Ensnared in a web of social media, modern appliances and an increasing variety of processed food options, we navigate layers of reality that our parents don’t even know exist.
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