This is going to be a bit of a strange post today. No pictures of Spain, no travel stories or advice. Instead, I wanted to tell you about my novel. Well, novels.
"Content Creator" is this era's greatest Orwellian euphemism, presenting the mindless sputum of the half-literate as 'content' and declaring the banging of one's head against a keyboard as 'creativity.'
Martin Manley killed himself. This in and of itself isn't so unique. Thousands of suicides happen without much notice. What makes his suicide bizarre is that he created a website to explain his reasons for his actions.
10 Cities / 10 Years is a travelogue, but it's not about physical travel or getting my picture taken in front of landmarks. There are thousands of people writing those kinds of books and blogs, and 99% of them do it better than I could ever hope to. I don't necessarily mean the market's saturated, but I would say that my input in such a genre would be insignificant at best.
One of the most prominent novelists of his age, F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote what some consider the definitive American novel, yet gnawing at the edge of his talent was an addiction that would eventually overshadow his greatest achievements.