What do you do when you start hating your job?
When I first started my last job, I was excited. I loved it because I went out into the world and built relationships with people. I connected with them and talked about their goals and the pressures they faced.
Then the job changed. The organization was restructured, and the nature of my duties changed. The job became tedious and mind-numbing. I began to dread going to work. So customarily, I started looking for another job. I thought finding a more exciting job with different duties would help. But the truth is that I made a critical error: defining myself by the occupation I hold. [ Cont'd ] →
I’ve wondered about whether to use the first or the third person voice in my own novel, and I’ve come to conclude that I personally cannot stand to read most first-person novels. More often than not, they’re a break from what John Gardener calls the fictive dream. [ Cont'd ] →
There’s quite a hubbub surrounding the game Hatred. Lots of people decry its very existence, complaining that it’ll lead to more violence. Plenty of people don’t like the game, and they don’t think it should’ve been made. But the truth is that Hatred appears to be more honest about violence than most any other video game I’ve ever seen. [ Cont'd ] →
In the most recent issue of Poets & Writers, Steve Almond writes about some interesting issues in his article, “The Problem of Entitlement: A Question of Respect.” In it, he attempted an amateur psychoanalysis of his students’ skepticism towards the actual greatness of the stories anthologised in Best American Short Stories. To this extent, I could agree with him that many students attack anthologised stories as a defense mechanism similar to that of sour grapes: “I most likely will not get published in that anthology, so it must not be very good,” goes their thinking. [ Cont'd ] →
As anyone who follows this blog would tell you, I have a keen interest in the loneliness of the American male. Being that loneliness is the primary theme of my novel, I’ve studied its presence in movies such as Taxi Driver (1972), Falling Down (1993), One Hour Photo (2002), The Assassination of Richard Nixon (2004), and in the novel The Catcher In The Rye. It’s startling to see the similarities between Elliot Rodger’s descent into violence and American cinema’s narrative of the American man’s loneliness. [ Cont'd ] →