Good Morning ☕️🍩 @coffeecolab @thehumblecup

Good Morning ☕️🍩 @coffeecolab @thehumblecup

Coming soon from Paramount Pictures and Darren Aronofsky

Coming soon from Paramount Pictures and Darren Aronofsky

Pixel and Petunia’s new home

An old but a favorite gregorysiff

An old but a favorite gregorysiff

I had just turned sixteen when I totaled my first car on my first date. I wore my seatbelt and lived. She did too, but if the police weren’t there to uphold the law, I’m certain her father would have changed that outcome. Our date lasted sixty seconds. I ran a stop sign at forty miles an hour fifty yards from her front door, and slammed into the passenger side of another vehicle crossing the intersection. After the neighbors went back inside and the chief of police turned off the blue and red lights igniting the night and the tow-truck took away what I’d spent sixteen years saving for, my date said with a shrug, “Well, thanks, or whatever, for not being boring. Call me sometime.”

I had just turned sixteen when I totaled my first car on my first date. I wore my seatbelt and lived. She did too, but if the police weren’t there to uphold the law, I’m certain her father would have changed that outcome. Our date lasted sixty seconds. I ran a stop sign at forty miles an hour fifty yards from her front door, and slammed into the passenger side of another vehicle crossing the intersection. After the neighbors went back inside and the chief of police turned off the blue and red lights igniting the night and the tow-truck took away what I’d spent sixteen years saving for, my date said with a shrug, “Well, thanks, or whatever, for not being boring. Call me sometime.”

Arguably, the act of memory is an act of fiction.
In January I took a break from social media. Any time I wanted to use twitter or Facebook I read a book instead. I read 5 books in January (you can see those in my feed), but in February I went back to using social media regularly and barely squeezed in these two. First up was an issue of McSweeneys “Hitchcock and Bradbury Fistfight in Heaven,” a collection of short fiction written by authors you’d never guess have explored the genre including Steinbeck, Dahl, and Kafka, and you’ll never be able to shake the fourth-wall-breaking final story “Don’t Look Behind You.” I then continued my sci-fi streak by reading Perelandra and boy oh boy if you haven’t read the Space Trilogy yet, CS Lewis will uproot everything you thought you knew about Intelligent Design and aliens when the main character is sent to Venus to stop original sin from entering another world created by God. “The End? It will be merely the beginning when He returns to your world. It was just a false start you had.” #mcsweeneys #books #reading #cslewis

In January I took a break from social media. Any time I wanted to use twitter or Facebook I read a book instead. I read 5 books in January (you can see those in my feed), but in February I went back to using social media regularly and barely squeezed in these two. First up was an issue of McSweeneys “Hitchcock and Bradbury Fistfight in Heaven,” a collection of short fiction written by authors you’d never guess have explored the genre including Steinbeck, Dahl, and Kafka, and you’ll never be able to shake the fourth-wall-breaking final story “Don’t Look Behind You.” I then continued my sci-fi streak by reading Perelandra and boy oh boy if you haven’t read the Space Trilogy yet, CS Lewis will uproot everything you thought you knew about Intelligent Design and aliens when the main character is sent to Venus to stop original sin from entering another world created by God. “The End? It will be merely the beginning when He returns to your world. It was just a false start you had.” #mcsweeneys #books #reading #cslewis

#morley #starwars #losangeles

#morley #starwars #losangeles

Every time I wanted to read/use social media over the last 30 days, I picked up a book instead. As a result, I was able to read these 5 books in January… 

Night Film - A disgraced journalist investigates the suicide of a reclusive filmmaker’s daughter - an investigation that may lead him face to face with the devil himself. Easily one of the most frightening and imaginative books I’ve read in quite some time. Skip getting this on Kindle and pick up a hard copy. It’s well worth it. 

Dark Lies the Island - A collection of short fiction by Irish author Kevin Barry. Some stories underwhelm, others are simply fine, and then there’s Wifey Redux, a perfectly narrated tale of love that ends up being all things a short story should be. 

The Lottery and Other Stories - Long before The Hunger Games, Shirley Jackson imagined a “Reaping” to keep society in order that was far more heartless and much more disturbing than anything the 12 Districts ever had to endure. 

About a Boy - This book is just plain fun and laugh-out-loud funny, and I’m sorry it took me this long to finally read it. 

Still Writing - On par with Pressfield’s The War of Art & Steven King’s On Writing, but I’ll give Dani Shapiro the edge here for her delightful mix of humor, memoir, and hope on the topic of writing. 

That’s all for January. Stop back here on March 1st to see my thoughts on Perelandra by CS Lewis, The Last Dead Girl by Harry Dolan, and more.

Every time I wanted to read/use social media over the last 30 days, I picked up a book instead. As a result, I was able to read these 5 books in January…

Night Film - A disgraced journalist investigates the suicide of a reclusive filmmaker’s daughter - an investigation that may lead him face to face with the devil himself. Easily one of the most frightening and imaginative books I’ve read in quite some time. Skip getting this on Kindle and pick up a hard copy. It’s well worth it.

Dark Lies the Island - A collection of short fiction by Irish author Kevin Barry. Some stories underwhelm, others are simply fine, and then there’s Wifey Redux, a perfectly narrated tale of love that ends up being all things a short story should be.

The Lottery and Other Stories - Long before The Hunger Games, Shirley Jackson imagined a “Reaping” to keep society in order that was far more heartless and much more disturbing than anything the 12 Districts ever had to endure.

About a Boy - This book is just plain fun and laugh-out-loud funny, and I’m sorry it took me this long to finally read it.

Still Writing - On par with Pressfield’s The War of Art & Steven King’s On Writing, but I’ll give Dani Shapiro the edge here for her delightful mix of humor, memoir, and hope on the topic of writing.

That’s all for January. Stop back here on March 1st to see my thoughts on Perelandra by CS Lewis, The Last Dead Girl by Harry Dolan, and more.

An afternoon break.

An afternoon break.

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"…all human life and endeavor is futile but art redeems us, if only briefly."

                                                       -TC Boyle

how to marry an artist


It begins with the inability 

to tell her how you truly feel.

For your feelings are far greater

than your pathetic words.

Words evaporate 

dissipate

disappear into the atmosphere.


You must figure out a way to keep them here,

your words.


She will speak only in water colors 

and lower case letters.

And prefer blank pages

over lines on her paper.

She will have beer over liquor,

and coffee over wine. 

So you will write her letters 

and send her pictures 

of dinosaurs

of flowers

of sunsets

and shooting star showers.


She will marvel at hummingbirds,

and count the ants in the grass,

and name the clouds in the sky.

She will make you more you 

than you’ve ever been before. 


You will move to the city with her, 

but she’ll dream of the country side. 

Places where you can wish upon a star,

and actually see it shine. 


She will bring home sticks still wet with mud,

leaves and branches full of bugs.

She will hang them on your walls,

and pile them in corners. 

Vines will creep beneath the carpets,

and carpathian bellflowers will bloom in your bed. 


She will awaken in tears some nights 

and ask if you’re certain you love her. 

She’ll say she understands she’s flawed, 

and sorry she still gets scared of the dark,

of scars. 

Sometimes the scars,

are all she can see. 


"It’s okay. 

It’s okay. 

It’s okay.”

Is what you will say.

"Tiny imperfections 

are not imperfections at all.

But tiny perfections 

with personality.”



-MAD