Soul to Sight
Who am I? A definition not found in words, though, I search putting ink to paper. Perhaps an ever-shifting, effervescent shade of
I Watched Both Justice League Movies Back to Back
(**Slight spoilers ahead for both Justice League movies**) While researching David Lynch’s Dune for an episode of my film review podcast The Winchester, I stumbled across a documentary called Jodorowsky’s Dune. The documentary explored the creative minds behind “greatest movie never made”.
Why I'm still watching Riverdale, and You Should Too
When this began, we all tuned in. The ‘dark and gritty’ reboot of Archie was an intriguing thought experiment released on the masses. It was a pop-fluff Twin Peaks-esque modern-day (maybe?) version of the red-headed high schooler I knew from my childhood.
The Struggle of Fine
Where do we go from here? It’s not just a line from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer musical (🖕🖕🖕 Joss Whedon btw) but a phrase ricocheting off the inner walls of my skull for the past year.
And She Follows
The ghostly mirage danced on the horizon. Taunting us. Begging an approach. Her three-masted form barely discernable through heat haze or fog. Squalls did not slow her down. Rain, storm, or shine, she followed with unnatural precision.
How Being Stuck Inside Reignited my Imagination
I lost my imagination. I don't know when it happened, or how, but I did lose it. In the routine of adult life, I offloaded my own imagination to others. I would watch television shows and movies to get that high of fantasy or science fiction, but I was no longer making up these stories myself.
The King of Headbutts
Animals are special creatures. They come into our lives at important and sometimes unexpected moments. Occasionally, you'll come across a dog who turns your whole day around or a cat who saunters over and demands a belly rub (for exactly 0.2 seconds or your hand is toast, my friend). Who hasn't been at a friend's house and felt like they were the most important person in the world because the cat chose to sit on their lap?
Hugo and the Stacks
It sat there. My heart thudded, and my ears rang in the silence of the room. When I left this morning, my apartment was empty save for my overweight cat, Hugo, basking in the morning sun.