Buttons
A poem dedicated to my nephew kitty Buttons as he moves out to live with my sister in her new home.
A poem dedicated to my nephew kitty Buttons as he moves out to live with my sister in her new home.
Stories, whether they’re a book, a play, a film, a game, or any number of formats they appear in, all come from an initial idea. Something sparks something else and that eventually snowballs into a final product. Everyone has their own way of writing and everyone has their own way of handling the ideas in…
I like references and easter eggs in media. I might not always be as ‘in the know’ about certain things as others (my knowledge of Marvel comics and old American sitcoms is certainly not strong enough to get all of the things hidden away in WandaVision), but the idea of having little nuggets of a…
I knew I wanted to write something today but couldn’t for the life of me figure out what. Then an idea popped into my head for a poem. This is that poem.
2020 has been an awful year for so many people and for so many reasons. I had so many plans for the year, as I’m sure did so many others, and very few of them came to pass. All the shows I hoped to see. All the writing I hoped to do. All the life I hoped to live…
Everyone likes to see themselves in the media the consume. It’s why films like Black Panther did so well with audiences. It’s why TV shows like Pose are celebrated.
The world may have gone to hell right now, but 1st April 2020 marks a very special day in my calendar. On this day, one year ago, ‘The Burning Ash’ was finally released.
When it comes time to sit down and write the sequel, you’re left with a number of questions on how to proceed. Here’s how I approached them.