I’m sure you’ve been wondering where I’ve been.

Well. Wonder no more. Click on the pictures below to see my Google Stories about my travels!

I went to Cleveland…

Rock Hall!

And Philly!


Never a dull moment, huh?

Trundle Manor and Stuffed Bunnies

So…a few weeks ago, I took a taxidermy class. I always see these opportunities as the kind that makes amazing writing later on. I have material to last me for years.

This is the Glass-umentary of that experience.

Warning: dead animals, generally weird stuff, adult language.

5 Things to Be Excited About This Year

1. Felting. I started doing this over my Christmas vacation. Of course I drew blood the first time, and like some sort of vampire hobby, I was addicted. I made a penguin and an orca the first few days. Next: pigs and alpacas.

2. Alton Brown in February!

3. My Google Glass is being upgraded. I cannot wait to get my new model in the mail.

4. More writing. See, by updating, I’m off to a good start. Also, other generally creative things (see #1), including photography, scrapbooking, digital art…the year is only beginning.

5. Video games. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten really engrossed in gaming, but I got a 3DS over the holidays and have been enjoying the Regular Show and Zelda games. Also, on the computer, I am playing the newest Tomb Raider, which is really really really fantastic.

And those are just the top 5 things on my mind! 2014 is going to be amazeballs. What are you looking forward to?

40 Days: Scaring Myself

I genuinely thought that the Zoloft would make me…100x more productive. I’m not really sure why I thought that, but I always figured that what was holding me back and blocking me creatively was my anxiety. I’ve found I was wrong.

In reading “The Artist’s Way,” I’ve come to realize that I am, in fact, blocked by criticizing voices I have surrounded myself with over the past few years. It used to be that I could write and write and share it with people and life would be good. Then, all of a sudden, I started receiving…criticism. People spent more time pointing out what was wrong with my writing than what was good about it. It started sometime in college and persisted forward, a wall of voices that had naught but little, passive aggressive (sometimes just plain aggressive) phrases.

This is absolutely not to say that I don’t want to know how to improve my writing. I do. I welcome feedback. But I feel like I’ve gotten to a point that there isn’t anyone just telling me, “This is great! I want to see more!” Instead, 4 out of 5 voices go, “It’s good, but it needs work.”

Without me even realizing it, I started becoming blocked because I started to become afraid of my own words.


These past two days, I challenged myself to do two very terrifying things: I applied for a contract with a website to write what would basically be a choose-your-own-adventure book, and I applied to be a Google Glass Explorer.

If you don’t know what Google Glass is…here:

I put together an album of 5 photos (which can be viewed here — Like it while you’re there!) and a list of five things I would do.

The application for the writing contract required that I re-do my writing resume, but I’m very pleased with the results.

Both of these things would come at high risks and costs: the contract would mean committing to a piece of at least 50,000 words, the Google Glass exploration would cost $1500 and a trip to NYC. However, I think both would potentially be healthy for me as an artist and as a person.

So…I guess we’ll see.