Author Archives: jpjscribe

thank God for the words…i’ve been the same way since i was a kid…everytime i got comfortable/someone told me i was good at something, i dropped it and moved on…track, gymnastics, wrestling, acting, singing…and now the whole filmmaking/dj/graphicnovel thing is just more in a succession of things that i jumped into and got bored with…fucking dillettante…

thinking about it, relationships have been pretty much the same way…how can a man be a dilletantte with life? what does that come from? where does that lead to?

i am a dilletante…not with the writing, but the whole filmaking/dj thing is less rewarding/satisfying/fascinating than they once were…the words though, never go away…never

recent conversations with the best friend leave me leaning in these directions: marriage probably not for me, yet would love to be a father…chicago? not as things stand…lot o hottness here in the mile high city…hormones? boiling over…to be released

on vaca right row…some quick observations…marriage…coming to the conclusions that it might not be for me…well i might not be built to be succeessful at it in any traditional sense…oh welll…reading hobo by eddy joe cotton…a romantic little tale of a wandering boy…hopping trains, slleping under tha stars, ,going hungry…i’ve had my hungry days…can’t say i want to go back…

okay, so…

dreamt last night of a girl working at a black owned dairy farm…lasting image…freckled faced and pigatiled in overalls wrestling with a calf…why? dont know…

architecture…good design…human creations that help make the world amke sense, and open pathways of thought, movent, and expression…like a good story should