Rant: the Nature of Criticism And the Value of Art

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All right, I’m only going to say this once: art matters. Period.

If it’s shitty, it’s the artist’s way to hone and perfect it. If it’s creepy, it’s the artist’s way to point to real problems they witness. If it’s negative, it’s the artist’s way of venting. And if it’s inspiring, it’s the artist’s way to paying it forward, and contributing to a better world. Yesterday, it happened on the most unlikely of places: facebook. I’m not against facebook, it’s known to be wise occasionally.

Holiday Perspective: What and Who Matters Most!

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I thought long and hard if I should blog today… and I’ll tell you why.

A week ago, I shared my account of 2012 with the world, and in doing so I felt relieved. It was as if a giant elephant hopped off my chest and I could finally breathe. A couple of days later, I got sick. I suppose it was presumptuous of me to think that story was over, and I’d finally get a break.

Lost & Found: CHILDHOOD DREAMS

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When I was little, I liked to make zines (though I didn’t know that word then) out of drawing paper and magazine cut-outs. I liked to think that one day people would start buying my magazine. I didn't want money though, just recognition, and awareness.

I’d be famous for my creation!

When the Writing Comes Alive...

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Have you ever read something you'd written a while back and were shocked to discover parts of your life weaved into the story? I bet you have. In fact, I just did. And here's the story.

For the past couple of years, I have felt somewhat lost. Nothing I cannot fix in long-term, but it's a very frustrating place to be after a while. So much so, my writing has suffered the worst of it. Instead of completing the book I started in the Spring of 2010, I let it sit and collect dust for too long.