A Glimpse Into My Writing Day

Recently, I was invited by Rob McLennan to submit to a fascinating blog project called My (Small Press) Writing Day. It’s an interesting look into the creative day of your average small press writer. It’s quite addictive and I recommend checking it out.

My post went up recently and I hope you’ll give it a read. I had fun writing it, as it’s something I never gave much thought to. I’ve dreamt about what I would like an ideal writing day to look like, which it looks nothing like with day jobs and real life often taking priority. I always felt my writing day was haphazard… but like with many things in life, once I looked deeper a theme emerged. My writing day is not perfect but it is mine, and it is better than not writing at all. You can check out My small press writing day here!

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New Chapbook Out Now

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Out now from Analog Submission Press is my newest chapbook, Subliminal Syntax. Handmade and limited to 25 copies, the publisher describes it as “an 18 page feast of cut-up prose and syntactical deconstruction.”

This is my first chapbook in quite sometime and I’m very proud of it! I hope you’ll pick up a copy today!

 

New Chap coming In The New Year

While I’ve been lying low and generally being apathetic, time has simply flown by. I’m realizing that my last chapbook released online was 2013… and my last actual print chapbook was way back in 2009! Luckily, it seems my decade of apathy is coming to a close. My next chapbook, Subliminal Syntax is due for a February release from Analog Submission Press.

Feels good to be back in my old skin. Here’s to a productive 2019!

Back From The Dead, Briefly (Probably)

I haven’t updated this blog all year… better late than never I suppose. At any rate, after a slow year I am proud to say that my poems Wide Infinity Lines and Found Language, Buddha In Color are up over at the excellent Why Vandalism? I hope you’ll give them a read!

Happy New Year!

New Year’s Eve has always been my favorite night of the year. Whether I was a crazy kid partying like it was the last night on earth, or a bit older quietly drinking rum and cokes with a notebook and contemplation, it has always represented the closing of a chapter and start of another. Maybe I’m just a romantic underneath this façade, but I’m a sucker for the symbolism of the closing year. For me, it is a time for self-reflection and evaluation; it is also a time to focus on the coming year.

As 2018 looms, I couldn’t be further away from those carefree nights, and Times Square might as well be a different planet.

I’d love nothing more than to be at home with my wife and a stiff drink, listening to good tunes while the ball drops. Perhaps it is more fitting that I am once again ringing in the new year in this factory where I spend so much of my year. Here in my little lab, with John Coltrane wailing over the hum of machinery, instead of rum I’m drinking bad black coffee in a Styrofoam cup. The years sneak up on you in this place; we usually only measure time here in increments of a twelve-hour shift.

I haven’t been near as prolific as I had hoped I would be this past year. Is it an artistic block or am I simply uninspired? Is it possible for the creative juices to simply dry up without warning? I have done some writing this year, and been published in a handful of places. Likewise, my work with sound has been limited this year as well.

Despite my lack of productivity, it’s been a rejuvenating year. I shifted from being the artist back to being the student. I’ve spent much time reading, listening, studying, and contemplating. After an entire adulthood of artistic output, I felt it beneficial to become a student of life and arts again. I needed the recharge, both mentally and physically. It was time to finally stop and figure out who in the hell I am.

Now as this chapter closes and a new one begins, I feel the creative juices bubbling up again. Will it be a prolific year? I don’t know… I’m not much of a resolutions guy. I do know that however prolific the year is exactly how prolific it needs to be. However, I can guarantee I will never quit. I’ve been doing this my whole life, sometimes I am prolific and sometimes I am not, but the need never leaves me.

I’d like to think I will own 2018 (and will sure as hell try) but it will likely include more emotional highs and lows, money stress, artistic insecurity, and long, cruel factory nights. That’s okay, because it will also include laughs, good times and misadventure with family and friends. There will be bad times, but they will be outnumbered by the good, and if I’m fortunate, I’ll be here writing something terribly similar in 365 days.

Happy New Year!

2 Poems At Rusty Truck

I’m proud to announce that I have two poems, 3am Soundtracks and Thinking About Philip Levine are up over at the always stellar Rusty Truck. Poems about factories are hard to get of your system, when you can’t escape from the system, but misery always makes for a worthy muse.

New Project and Shameless Social Media Plugs!

Blk/Mas collaborator Shawn Blackburn and I have a new ambient/drone project in the works entitled Thieves Of The Bleak Earth. The new year will be here soon bringing recordings and shows, but until then I would like to remind you that there are plenty of sounds over at Awareness Factory Recordings to keep you busy. There you will find Blk/Mas and some solo stuff, along with older projects like Stickfigure and Zilbread. You can stream them free or buy the digital downloads for cheap, which is always appreciated.

I would also like to invite you to check out my YouTube page where you can find live noise performances, glitch art, and more. I plan to update more frequently there as well, and plan to start with some spoken word videos really soon. While you’re hitting up my social media, make sure you follow me on Twitter and Instagram too!