Week 6: Sweeping Sand Around?
The Revamp
Journal
Journal.
This is where the things that do not become screenplays go.
Family. Death. Movies. Books. Religion. Politics. Getting older. Being an asshole. Occasionally attempting not to remain one purely for the sake of consistency.
Some of these pieces contradict other pieces. Good. I do not trust anybody whose worldview survives contact with reality completely intact.
NEWEST TO OLDEST
FULL ARCHIVE.
The Revamp — Week 5: When the Plan Went to Hell
The Revamp
The Revamp, Week 4: I Accidentally Turned It Into a Career Plan
The Revamp
I Wasn’t Silent. You Just Weren’t Shown What I Said.
Art Is Not Decoration. It Is a Witness.
The Revamp — Week 3: The Self-Eating Snake
The Revamp
Week 2: I Give a Shit
The Revamp
Week 1: Taking Inventory
The Revamp
The Maintenance of a Life
Maybe Being the Punk Is Just Another Way to Belong
Why Do I Always Apologize?
Grieving the Imagined Man
CPTSD, ADHD, the YouTube Algorithm—or Maybe I’m Just Super Suggestible
The Work Is Solitary. Being an Artist Is Not.
My MFA Aesthetic
Letter to the Past: Dear 2021 Chris, You Became the Writer. Now Become the Operator.
Letter from the Past: Dear 2026 Chris, Do Not Make Me a Liar.
Not Special
The Man I Buried and the Man I'm Building
Truth is not the same as reality
My MFA Aesthetic
The Cavalry IS Not Coming
My MFA Aesthetic
SMALL TOWNS ARE NOT SMALL LIVES
My MFA Aesthetic
Writing is a road trip through the Dark
My MFA Aesthetic
THE Blank page was never the problem
My MFA Aesthetic
The First Movie I Ever Made Was Taped Over by Baseball
My MFA Aesthetic
peace is not a lack of ambition
Dispatches from the Pandemic
The month I disappear
Dispatches from the Pandemic
why I left The feed
Dispatches from the Pandemic
What the Future self knows
Dispatches from the Pandemic
The part that grows back
Dispatches from the Pandemic
i tried to quit writing. it didn’t work.
Dispatches from the Pandemic