mentoring, rambling, starving artist, writing, zine
No CommentsI was telling Rahsaan how I didn’t feel quite so guilty at having ravenously consumed way too many episodes of Code Lyoko over the last couple days. Did I need time off? Well, maybe and maybe not, but nevertheless I took the time anyhow. I’ve been working hard trying to find experience in everything, no [...]
friends, starving artist
1 CommentRahsaan is one of my best friends, and as should be expected of all best friends, he grounds me. He isn’t shy to tell me I’m completely out or line or when to quit something, like ragging on myself. We are our toughest critics, everyone says this, but maybe I’m more than just tough on [...]
lucid dreaming, starving artist, writing, zine
4 CommentsI’ve gone a couple months without producing a zine. It’s sad to say the least, but at least the wait is over. Very soon the new issue of Pieces will be out and available to the public. It’s a different sort of zine in that it’s not recollections of my whole life, or even a [...]
introspection, starving artist, writing
6 CommentsI didn’t feel very warm and fuzzy after my appointment today. To be honest, I felt downright miserable. I don’t think I’m making much progress. If anything, I feel as though I’m regressing. Whether or not that’s normal, who knows, but it’s making me ask why I’m going in the first place. I just sit [...]
starving artist, writing
4 CommentsThat pretty much sums up my night last night. I wouldn’t call it a failed experiment, but it definitely wasn’t the success I was looking for. I got too easily distracted, only writing in odd intervals for five to ten minutes at a time. I attempted to initiate zine trades online. Then Rahsaan came over [...]
friends, work, writing
No CommentsGood memories of an open concept work environment. So, work today was nice. Laid back. I’m opening up and the people around me are opening up, which is exactly what I needed. Maybe the storm brought us together. It’s what I missed most about working in an office: the random noise of other people. I’ve [...]