Two Candidates Walk Into A Bar: Chapter 14

Political satire may be dead, but this novel certainly isn’t! You can read up on the ongoing drama between Amal and Henry (and also learn how to speak Republican) here:

And yes, it has been a while, so you can start the whole affair here:

Eagle-eyed readers may be wondering: How did we get to Chapter 14? The last update was for Chapter 2.

You’re not the only ones to notice that. Originally, I uploaded the first part of this novel as two mega-chapters. My proofreaders recommend spacing out the content, and I obliged. Tell me if you think the current format helps this novel, or hurts it!

(Update 5/22/17) Going Down, Slow

The number one thing you learn in college is how little you actually know.

I put out a lot of good content for this blog in 2017. Even if the posts had turned out shit, at least the writing practice would’ve helped me improve my skills. The advice column alone grew to contain 35 posts. That’s not as good a bragging point as you think.

Do I believe that every single advice post on Word Salad Spinner will help you write? Yes, I do believe that. But I don’t know that. I talk a lot of game for someone who only has a modest blog and no publications to show for their English degree. As I read blogging advice online, I learn how much work lies ahead before this blog can reach its full potential.

As always, Word Salad Spinner will provide 1,250 words a week. But for a few months, at least, the topics will be more personal, more blog-like as it were. I’ll go back to a stricter schedule when I know what the hell I’m doing. You will still see updates on Trudge-Along Tuesday (where I update the progress on my novel) and Short Story Saturday (where I talk about Glimmer Train’s short stories, and how the magazine can help both me and you become better writers). I might start sharing the content of other writers and bloggers far wiser than me. Other than that? I’m gonna just be myself. You can expect to learn more about the real me in the next few weeks…

Graduating Ass of 2017: A No Shame Theatre Retrospective (Part 1)


I’ve brought my skits, my energy, my laughter, my ambitions, and my tears, to No Shame Theatre in the past 6 years. But there’s one thing I never did. Maybe you can help me with it.

Help… a lot of my life revolves around that word. I’ve given plenty of it, and I’ve taken plenty more. Funnily enough, my No Shame story begins in 2010, a year before I even stepped foot in Iowa. I belonged to the La Grange Hometown Teen Players, LGHTP for short. It was a local acting troupe— small, scrappy, and a good way for me to have people to call friends. After its founder left, LGHTP fell into the hands of whatever parent or actor that could manage us. In the spring of 2010, when I lost my health, my school year, and all the other people I called friends, I still had LGHTP.

Until the current leader announced that LGHTP would be disbanded. A year before I graduated high school, and right before I could be the star actor of the troupe.

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A New World Lies Ahead


You may have noticed a slow-down of updates here on Word Salad Spinner. There’s a simple reason for that. It’s also the reason why I’m skipping over today’s Short Story Saturday.

By the time you read this, I will have graduated from the University of Iowa, with a degree in English and Creative Writing.

After today, I will experience the first time, in my life, without school on the horizon. The future is entirely up to me.

There’s a piece of life advice that has been on my mind this past week, though I can’t recall where it’s from. It goes, paraphrased, like this: only take on hardship for your own benefit, never for the benefit of others.

Most of my life, I made decisions based on what others wanted for me. I was agreeable for them. I did certain activities for them. I believed pre-selected ideas for them. And those ideas and behaviors did improve my life, in many categories.

But now? I can see freedom, in the air, and I wonder why I didn’t see it all around me. It has always been there, for all my life. A life flying through that open air… that is a life I want.

I am grateful for the friends and family I have. They helped me through tough times, and are, in general, wonderful. But I have a skill that they cannot hope to learn. I know, better than anyone, what it’s like being me. I will take responsibility for my future, and I will let it be my own.

The chaotic blog updates will continue for as long as they need to. My time to “grow up” has ended. The freedom to live awaits. This is only a goodbye for those that wish it. Thank you to everyone who supported me on this journey. But now? I think I’ll start with a long sail, a dance over the wind, out onto that eternal sky…





















(oh yeah, I have to get a job soon)


Have You Heard About

We all have several different email accounts, and we don’t know what to do with them.
 Real Madrid
Pictured: Tuesday
Betsy DeVos
Readers of my blog know that I like structure. My current writing plan entails a 9:00 am visit to the library, an intense work session until 10:30, then an hour+ walk, creating blog posts in whatever time I have the rest of the day. But when it comes to emails, it’s all anarchy. Email organization even affects us non-politicians.

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How to Get Accepted By Glimmer Train (as of Winter 2015)


I enjoy reading issues of Glimmer Train, and this one in particular had some great offerings. Even the stories I disliked the most had something worthwhile to provide. I can find short stories in many places, but the ones in Glimmer Train reveal the best path to a first ever publishing. Here are my previous reviews, from the worst story to the best:

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