I wrote a couple of books. You can buy them on Amazon.
Briefly outsold Joseph Campbell's Hero with a Thousand Faces
Even better than the first one.
An incredibly silly monster-based dating sim for four players. I did a lot of the dialogue.
A "sinister synthwave social media simulator" that takes place in a spooky pastel house in the future. I did narrative design.
A high-velocity aerial combat shooter that also teaches you an important lesson about forgiving yourself. Plus it has a talking cat.
Sometimes I make games. They are always extremely good.
I've worked with various artists to invent fictional people. These are the people we invented.
He eats eggs – poached, over-easy, deviled, basted, but never scrambled. He cracks them in one hand, with the barest touch of his broad thumbnail. He waters his many plants with a porcelain pitcher. He feeds his cat. Then he sleeps, and dreams of being a hero in a time where strength was treasured.
I have a medium account. So far I have written one thing, and it is about not writing.
We got into this “business” because we wanted to pull off the ultimate con: to get paid for doing something we would do anyway, for free. Working when work seems futile transforms our labors of love into unlovable labor. When we turn writing into just another job, we’ve failed at the con — we’ve conned ourselves.
The first thing I did on the internet. Myths told like it's 3AM and I'm drunk on chat.
I have a Patreon where you can become my internet patron. New content monthly, including short stories, long stories, and a swear of the month.Patreon? More like paymeon
Often we refer to the act of insulting people as “calling names.” These “names” are usually things like “butthead,” or the more grown-up “asshat.” But there is an entire subclass of insults that are literally names, and they are phenomenally effective for demolishing a target.