Since we always seem to expect it of non-whites whenever they have a small sample of their demographic act like a bunch of assholes… Here we go. This is for the record. I, Aaron Fortkamp, a predominantly Caucasian male, categorically and unequivocally denounce the actions of the self-proclaimed white nationalists in Charlottesville, Virginia. Though I…
Apple Music is currently ranked as the highest-paying streaming service for artists, coming it at around $12-$15 per 1000 plays of a song. So, if I want my student loans paid off, I should write a song that will get played…. …somewhere around 7 million times. Suppose I decided to take on this task myself.…
What if you got that job. The job. Wherein you want to stay at that job for the rest of your working days, and they paid you well enough to do so. What if you stopped having to worry about finances, stopped needing to check the bank account every time you went to the store…
All kinds of sacrifice, growing up. I miss being young and full of vitriol. The older I get, the more people I meet, the more empathy I am burdened with. I miss intolerance. I miss blind rage. I want to be able to use the verb “curb-stomp” again. Because it’s not like my opinion on…
Tomorrow. Tomorrow all I care about is writing in the novel, as well as submitting again. I haven’t submitted stories in a good while. Why, you might ask. Isn’t publication a writer’s bread and butter, sometimes literally, why yes, you are correct, without showing people my stuff then how could they ever publish it? And…
I would really like to believe that all things could be proven scientifically. I mean, I think there is a scientific explanation for everything, just that there are some things we will never be able to prove. Like, I would love it if one day we can prove using quantum theory or something that there…
This is how you earn your place. I am utterly spent. I’ve got work again tomorrow, and the three days after that, which doesn’t feel like a part time schedule. But it’s not until five, so I can sleep in a bit, and since I don’t write in the mornings it’s got to be tonight.…
Scatterbrained, scattered mind. I can barely string two thoughts together. And I have to try to write like this. I’m not tired, not yet. Just feeling very not on my game. Like thirty second attention span, if that. It’s taken twenty minutes to write this first paragraph. Music on now maybe that’ll help, maybe I’ll…
Right from the getgo, I want to be clear, this is not my argument for suicide. I’ve had a few days to ponder Chris Cornell’s death, and I thought I would need a longer time to talk about it, but fortunately someone wrote this and wrote it well so I don’t have to deal with…
The reason the beach is so nice is there’s no outlets, and there’s sand everywhere, not to mention the water of course, in short it’s no place to bring a computer. Even a cell phone is risky. I have a lot of writing to do and while I’m here there’s no good reason not to…