James Miller is a Colorado native who recently discovered his love of writing (or, as the case may be, banging his head against the table desperately trying to fill the page) And is trying his hand at doing just that.
Essential: Working Through a Global Pandemic
In the spring of 2020, I got to be a part of history. Oh joy. In the spring of 2020, I finally had the chance to be one of those poor bastards you read about.
Of Molecules and Mortality: How Wikipedia Sent Me Into a Death Spiral and Ripped The Still-Beating Childhood Right Out of My Chest.
It is a universal truth that the greatest revelations in life come to us when we're crumpled in a sobbing heap on a dingy dorm room carpet at 3:00 in the morning.
F*ck it: A Nihilist's Guide To Self-Motivation
Let me tell you an age-old story. A person, let's call her Alice, is talented and brilliant. She contains multitudes; inside her are a thousand gifts just waiting to be shared.
An Ode To My Cat, Who Might One Day Eat My Face
There is a fact that gives me solace in the darkest of moments, a small flame of truth that burns like a candle flickering in the wind.
The Master of Revels
SEE! The poster proclaimed in enormous letters, MEN AND WOMEN RIPPED LIMB FROM LIMB! GAMES THE LIKES OF WHICH YOU’VE NEVER SEEN!