My Strange Romance with the Self-Help Movement

Shamefully often, while working on a piece, I’ve stopped myself mid-way, and erased a couple hours worth of polished paragraphs, to welcome, once again, the empty page and the few days of erratic wandering through family libraries that the desire to write something really ambitious brings along. These brisk interruptions and discardings tend to come […]

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On “content creation” and how a tool I didn’t believe in saved my blog! [DOWNLOAD MY E-BOOK, IT’S GETTING ME THROUGH TAX-FUNDED COLLEGE!]

Particularly when the topic I’ll be treating directly involves my behaviour, it’s really hard for me to remove myself from my writing. I’ll apologize for sticking my unsavory figure into this topic too. I’ve been aiming to write at least three posts a week, which is a recommended volume of material, or as it is […]

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We went to a pretentious Palermo pool-bar-club thing, and it sucked balls-reeking velvet

I wish the velvet had been seductive! And I wish that I had gotten, then, as drunk as I am now. I’m obviously joking! I’m not drunk! I am ignorant of the taste of any drink with an alcoholic graduation higher than secondary school. Oh, well, if I fail to build myself into a funny […]

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2017 was a Drag

On being a NEET, meditation, esteem and other embarrassingly useful New Age crap. This is a heavily edited transcription of one of those horrid rambles that I record during feverish summer nights, half drunk, hoping that I’m actually reciting to some future typing self of mine, a whole article. If slightly restructured and edited to […]

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