Custer State Park, Black Hills, South Dakota
I took these photographs on May 1, 2013. We were in a big truck, but they didn’t care. They crossed the highway right in front of us.
Custer State Park, Black Hills, South Dakota
I took these photographs on May 1, 2013. We were in a big truck, but they didn’t care. They crossed the highway right in front of us.
aastrolatry asked: I'm sure you've been asked quite a few times before, but if you don't mind relaying it once more: how were you able to start? I'm hesitant to say that I ask for selfish reasons; I do write, but I'm yet to admit that I'd want it as a full time career. It's more of a fleeting aspiration. It's just that when I see someone my age whose traveled such a wonderfully different path, the curiosity bubbles up in me.
I’m reminded that an important thing for any kind of artist to remember is that you’re still always becoming, no matter how accomplished you are. I’m nowhere near being formed as a writer, and because of that I’m not really qualified to give advice about writing. I still have a long, long way to go. That said, I can tell you when I started thinking of writing as something I could do for a living. It began with positive feedback from teachers and a friend who believed in me. Then journalism and my college writing classes. After that it was learning how to tell people no. My friends got frustrated until they realized I was serious. That took time. If you want to write as a career the only way that will happen is by writing. For yourself. For your friends. For the Internet. Journalism is a good way to get experience, but there are many other ways to get there. You have to find your own.
I go for the 0.5’s. I like how they cut into the page.
100% Nature-Made Sepia, Gering, NE by WELFL on Flickr.
Dear friends,
If you’ve ever considered ordering from my friends and I’s publishing house/distro, Pioneers Press, now’s the time. We had a horrible April for book and zine sales and May is looking even worse. At this point we’re already unable to pay rent on the rescue animal sanctuary/farm this…
It’s like the Grand Canyon of Lotus Lanterns at Busan’s Samgwangsa Temple.
“I had never been a particularly good liar, having been blessed with a round moon of a face that registered every thought. But as I assimilated among the English, a people with whom I assumed I’d get along very well, being of clearly similar native-of-Boston stock and having a love of nineties Britpop, it was becoming clear to me that I had a more pressing social problem: I did not know how to tell a white lie.”
You damn kids with your damn beer and your damn noise.
“Our environments have a large role to play in forming us. Our sense of space, of nature, of beauty, of other people.”
The good Tobias Carroll at Vol.1 Brooklyn interviewed Aaron Gilbreath, Courtney Maum, and me about traveling and writing about places. Story here.