Tag: art
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A zany and profane ad for my upcoming paperbacks for the Unbound Realm, soon available directly for purchase from King’s Entertainment
“Look at this nerd!” A gym-bro, predictably named Tanner, shoves me while I’m walking toward the squat rack. His gym-bro, buddy, a roofie-slinging Ivy league douche-bro named Sterling, snatches up my phone and starts clicking through my playlist. “What the fuck—this guy listens to Kpop DEMON HUNTERS??? Let’s ostracize him with disproportionate fury, and power…
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Musings
Arguably, true abundance might be contentment–everything as is, without justification, categorization, or rationalization. Being in the present, in other words, and feeling the default wellbeing that comes with that state. On the other end of the spectrum, plenty of folks have had a glut of resources and time, and lived most of their lives in…
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On my creative process…
I have faith in the abundance of creativity; there’s always ideas out there, and even if they don’t realize in the exact fashion I desired or envisioned, I will benefit from working with them and fleshing them out. Maybe it’ll work out as I intended, maybe I’ll hone my skills, or maybe I’ll think of…
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A zany and profane ad for my upcoming paperbacks for the Unbound Realm, soon available directly for purchase from King’s Entertainment
What the strong-pube is happening, all you neglectful shower-shavers who don’t scrub up them bushies and leave a straggler hanging out on the tip of the shaft, the next time your significant other starts giving you a beej they pick it out but instead of just flicking it away they start flossing their teeth, hitting…
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Musings
Arguably, true abundance might be contentment–everything as is, without justification, categorization, or rationalization. Being in the present, in other words, and feeling the default wellbeing that comes with that state. On the other end of the spectrum, plenty of folks have had a glut of resources and time, and lived most of their lives in…
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On my creative process…
I believe we’re creative by default, and that our free will lies in where we focus–on whether or not we use creativity to evoke an atmosphere of inevitability, perpetuity, hopelessness, etc. etc. Or we can focus on an influx of energy and possibility, of self-expression and inspiration.
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A zany and profane ad for my upcoming paperbacks for the Unbound Realm, soon available directly for purchase from King’s Entertainment
Mrrrgh… MRRGHH. Dark. Tight. Confined. Feel slow. Old. Creaky. Voices outside. One say, “We found him—we fucking found him! After the Grammar Nazi Revolution of 2026, Kent Wayne, freewheeling author and award-winning Man Whore, completely disappeared from historical records! Who would have guessed that they mummified his body??” Mummy? Me? Fuck. Crowbars show on edges…
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Musings
Arguably, true abundance might be contentment–everything as is, without justification, categorization, or rationalization. Being in the present, in other words, and feeling the default wellbeing that comes with that state. On the other end of the spectrum, plenty of folks have had a glut of resources and time, and lived most of their lives in…
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On my creative process…
This may sound odd, but in regards to writing, I believe five minutes a day can be enough. I believe writing badly can be enough. I’ve had months where I could only write five minutes a day. I’ve had days where everything I wrote seemed like garbage. I don’t believe any of that matters. What…
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A zany and profane ad for my upcoming paperbacks for the Unbound Realm, soon available directly for purchase from King’s Entertainment
What the long-balls is happening, all you old weathered meat-slingers who are morosely winding your age-lengthened scrotum around your thigh, trying not to cry as you mourn the day you once had a tight attractive nutsack, a few hours later you’re in a helicopter seeing the city with a bunch of tourists, they’re all gabbling…