I wish it was, believe me.
I started this website because, as a writer, I’m supposed to maintain an online presence in order to have a “platform” and build my “brand.”
I almost threw up while typing that.
In 2025, the idea of a blog seems a bit dated. But in the present circumstances, it’s either this or a social media platform owned by a fascist tech billionaire. So, through this archaic medium, I plan to offer irregular updates about my writing (at my own discretion and convenience), as well as random observations and commentary, all of which may contain hot takes, bad takes, obscure memes, barely coherent stream of consciousness rants, and some invective for good measure. I promise nothing, and may still under-deliver.
If, for whatever reason, you choose to continue checking this website, I’d recommend tempering your expectations. And, possibly, seeking psychiatric help. Consider yourself warned.