I’m going through a bunch of old notebooks.
I love doing this. Sometimes I find really great stuff I wrote or drew, and then sometimes I find things that make me want to punch my past self.
Haven’t found any of those things yet, though. Remembered a time when I was actually a decent artist, and found as short story that I started and failed to finish. It’s yet another fictionalized account of my life. I apparently titled it “Just to Clarify: This is About Me.”
You are so clever, young J. Well fucking done.
Actual Writing 1: memory/diary/notebook/calendar
Uh. Welcome to my writing Tumblr. Hopefully this will make me write more things! That’s the goal, anyway.
First piece I’m going to put here. I wrote the first draft of this for a class last year, and then published in Spiral this year. This was an attempt at mixing the two genres I mostly work in, creative nonfiction and genre fiction. Weird, yeah. But I think it worked out.
I uh made my old url into a writing blog??? I don’t even know what I’m doing with my life. Read this thing if you care about my writing.