by Kenneth Clay
Okay, Payte. You see what I’m doing here? Do you see? I’m lighting it. But I’m not just lighting it, that’s not how it works. You gotta kind of twirl it around, slowly. Like a cigar, but not really like a cigar. Imagine it’s some ladies...
by Kenneth Clay
Hey there! This is the first page of a manuscript I’m working on called The Fool & The Anti-Realist. It’s a semi-autobiographical surrealist novel about facing the absurdity of life. Think Albert Camus’s Myth of Sisyphus but for the misfits....
by Kenneth Clay
I think most reading this know of the mythos surrounding insanity and genius. We’ve all heard of the “tortured artist” Vincent Van Gogh. And I’m also sure that most of us have heard of Hunter S. Thompson, a man who would soak his brain in...
by Kenneth Clay
Since I was little, I would always do things my own way. I would pave my own path, a new path. I remember being six-years-old and wanting snacks, but it wasn’t 10 A.M. yet. So, in my childhood wisdom, I changed the clocks to 10 A.M. and I got that snack. My mom...
by Kenneth Clay
Hello there. I want to update this blog once a week, every Friday. But tonight it’s 2 A.M. and I’ve been struck with inspiration, so enjoy! Since finishing my novel H, I’ve been at a standstill. Where should I go? What should I do? I have several...
