London Magazine: “a sensitive, self-conscious creature …
in sad revolt against uncongenially banausic employment.”
(Of course, the mag wasn’t describing me.)
Adam Jason P is an indecisive man in arrested development. Ironically, he calls himself a Libertarian.
Riddled with social anxiety, he is unemployed with no college experience, yet he works long hours on his own projects anyway.
He doesn’t really believe in money, considers debt “insanity,” and is willing but stonewalled in his environment and perceptions
— rather “brick-walled,” as he knows a thing or two about the Tower of Babel. (Don’t be a brick!)
A realist, a vocalist, a programmer, and a free-hand illustrator.
Most of his shoddy, spotty work exists on other sites, including his past shoddy, spotty writing work.
He understands that no one ever “does it alone.”
Everyone has someone in their heart.
Keep the love. Screw the peace. (Kidding!)
Please feel free to give constructive criticism.
You’d think writing would be therapeutic, but… what if you still didn’t know what to do, year after year?
I’m open to ideas.