Through the small glass lens he could just make out the illumination from the spotlights over the kitchen counter in the darkness of the kitchen and the living room. The north wall of the apartment was a window with a sliding door that lead out to the balcony, granting an expansive view of the [...]
There used to be something glorious about the internet. And maybe I’m infected with the post-tumblr, post-facebook, post-twitter lethargy everyone else has been carrying around lately. And maybe I’ve turned my face to the blogs and the posts and the status updates. Maybe, maybe, maybe, but, this isn’t about that. This is about [...]
i wrote this novel just for you it sounds pretentious but it’s true i wrote this novel just for you that’s why it’s vulgar || placebo :: blue american I am in Week Four of The Artist’s Way. Week Four asks one thing of me, really: Reading Deprivation. The last time I got [...]
