To Kindle or Not to Kindle

To Kindle or not to Kindle . . . ? That is the question. Whether we like it or not, technology is pushing us forward. There was a time when people invented things out of need. Fire. Burial. Clothing (unfortunately). Now it seems corporations cram new technologies down our throats every other week. Being a... Continue Reading →

Advice for Writers

Over the years, people have asked me, "Nick, how do you do it?" OK, actually, nobody has ever asked me that. Still, here are a few important lessons about writing which you won’t find in any class or textbook, which I will graciously share with you:1. Great writers have the letter “R” in their name.... Continue Reading →

Me and John Kennedy Toole

John Kennedy Toole took his life in 1969I have been feeling like John Kennedy Toole lately, at least how I imagine he must have felt before he killed himself. Toole is the Pulitzer Prize winning author of A Confederacy of Dunces. I admit I only got a third way through his book before giving up. Not because... Continue Reading →

When Words and Images Collide

Something is definitely going on here!I love DeviantArt. For those unfamiliar with the site, DeviantArt is the Facebook for visual artists. With the click of a mouse, you can browse between artists from around the globe, from a German painter to an Australian graphic designer. It is probably one of the very best things to... Continue Reading →

The Heroic Nude

What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin more beautiful than the garment with which it is clothed? ---Michelangelo   I have scoured the Internet, talking it over with many naturist readers, but I have yet to find heroes quite... Continue Reading →

One Dead Child is One Too Many

People who worry more about their toys than a child's life quite frankly scare me, and I sure as hell don't want a wave of fanatics protesting my blog. At the same time, my conscience is not letting me sleep at night. Since the Newtown massacre, I feel it is my moral obligation to do something, to contribute my voice to the... Continue Reading →

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