by Kenneth Clay
It’s 2:30 AM, and I’m pretty sure I pulled a muscle in my side by hitting the bong too hard. I recently got gifted this huge fuckin’ jar of weed and went through it in three months. It’s been eight months since the SWU interview and I’m...
by Kenneth Clay
It’s eleven at night and I’m chain-smoking, and blasting Nine Inch Nails while I write this. Today has been a very eventful day. And come to think of it, all of my days have been eventful lately. I woke up to a text from a friend we’ll call, John:...
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...
