Navigating the teleological terrors which assail creativity in the current age.

We tend to think of world-building as the foundation of any fantastical project, BUT WE ARE WRONG.

In which a screenshot is enscreenshottened.

Real stakes require a real world, regardless of how much humor characters use to cope with it.

In which Grit the Quill does not die alone.

The results were pretty weird.

On the last day of the last month of the last year, I thought I'd play some word games, and maybe ramble about some offensively hot-button topics.

...What happens when you make a young adult actually a young adult?

In which I lose my manuscript, and have to rewrite it all from scratch.

-OR- Is all fun good fun? Distraction, entertainment, and the slow murder of our capacity for satisfaction.