I love performing, I love performance.

My live reading of BROTHER GOOSE.

This is my antidote to the malaise. This is my tool for survival. I hold it close to my chest, and won’t ever let go.

My favorite thing about this book is the absolute freedom it allows to read, to perform. It’s not just murmuring thru a couple chapters & then leaving the rest to the reader. It’s a way to explode, to fully tell a story, to make magic happen.

In two days. My first reading from BROTHER GOOSE. Be there or be square.

Back, I think.

5 days for the English-speaking world to find $1818 so Paivapo Press (whose editor is currently on the flotilla) can start the translation of Dunia na Watu Wake and I'm worried. Please, care. And yes, everyone can help - DM me if you'd like to know how you could best help.

I’ve stopped worrying and learned to love the simulation.

I’d love an MTV for writers. Stories & visuals, words & images. The ultimate.

Will be doing many more for Brother Goose. Maybe for each story.

I’ve missed making videos. I’ve missed the rush.

The official video for “The Bewitching Forest” is here. Enjoy endlessly 🧚🏾‍♂️

“The Bewitching Forest,” my first story-single from Brother Goose, premieres tomorrow at 8PM EST 🧚🏾‍♂️

Slightly unpopular opinion: I actually dig the trailer for Wuthering Heights. Like a lot.

Tbh I never intended to publish a book this year. The idea was to finish editing another sci-fi story, take a break, and then drop it by the spring. But then in July, I wrote something totally new: a collection of 12 modern fairy tales.

Can we reshape the book world? Can we make it more fun, more fascinating? More inclusive? More accessible? Can we ditch the closed gates & vanilla affairs? Can we add music, style, glamour, & spectacle?

Putting out Brother Goose is a part of this fear I’ve had for the last few years of being ignored, being unheard. The librarians, book shop owners & even fellow authors who glanced at me like I was a piece of rubbish. This is about letting go & screaming loudly & never shutting up.

I’ve learned it’s so much better when I don’t try. When I just do what feels right.

SURPRISE SURPRISE: BROTHER GOOSE. OUT NOW 🧚🏾‍♂️ www.amazon.com/dp/B0FPBG2YLS

Why doesn’t anyone ever talk about how kinky The Fountainhead is? Gary Cooper & Patricia Neal are electric.

Need more friends on here. Who will be my friend?

I guess I’m back.

Just woke up from a dream in which I told someone “If I don’t write, I die.” That pretty much sums up everything.

Happy Birthday to William Shakespeare, the greatest to ever do it 🎉💗

Saw Nicky yesterday. We sat out back. He showed me the vegetables he’s planting. I helped unhook these things from a net. The sun was pleasant. He was handsome.

This Celtics game is a much gentler palette.

All I can say is: poor Grizzlies.

Cadbury > Fabergé

Basketball at Dad’s. Very Easter, no?

Charles & I have been glued to the hip lately. Went to Cafe 1923 on Friday to read and work. Yesterday we knocked a few back at his place & talked and talked and talked. Twins, we are, I swear.

Still can’t believe I got the privilege to read at Estabrook, my former elementary school. It was a full-circle moment: going back to the place where I fell in love with reading, where I decided to become a writer. Sharing the love of literature with the future. Nothing compares, really.

Nonetheless this past week has been transformative, a revival of the soul.

Sometimes I forget to write on this, but I’m trying to get better, okay?

I create dreams because there are enough nightmares.

I will never fuck anyone who doesn’t read books.

Sometimes being misunderstood is an asset. Sometimes being misunderstood is a blessing.

I like the image. I crave the image.

It’s kinda crazy but I really do feel more comfortable in visual settings.

The spring leg of The Blue Topaz Tour kicked off with the New Baltimore Comic & Anime Expo. Explore it through my eyes right here 🎥

The people-watching is unmatched.

The con circuit is so interesting.

There should be more shows about writers. There should be more everything about writers.

At least Murder She Wrote is on.

Can’t really sleep much more. I get like this every time a new leg starts.

I no longer expect; I only go for the ride.

THIS WEEKEND 💥

Bubblegum is my forte, my superpower.

Promoting The Blue Topaz has been one of the most intense yet gratifying experiences. It feels like it’ll never end and I kinda hope it doesn’t.

I guess I’ll start using this more often. Breaking in a new social media account really is a thing.

Over Ryan’s. Doing what we always do.