Dirt
I wrote these books about my time as an addict, my time spent homeless, my time in mental hospitals. They're a mixture of fiction and memoir—America as I've seen and lived it, rendered in dark comedy. They contain explicit and disturbing material and are not suitable for children—please be careful as you read, and take a break if you need to
I used to be in pain
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April 2, 2026
Worry about it later
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March 31, 2026
Talk like an AA meeting
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March 31, 2026
Breathing as letting go
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March 31, 2026
Big belly breathing
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March 31, 2026
Visualization of the camera object
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March 1, 2026
Today I put some drops
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February 15, 2026
Today I jerked it to a flower
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February 13, 2026
Concerned with peace
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February 10, 2026
It’s just disgusting and I can’t
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February 8, 2026
I'm making a game
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January 21, 2026
Reassurance that I'm still here
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January 21, 2026
Different direction with this blog
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January 21, 2026
This book I write sitting up
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July 18, 2025
There are always things to distract me
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July 18, 2025
The slowest of my writers ever
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June 20, 2025
Ramirez makes me sad
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June 7, 2025
Being my laziest (most efficient) writer ever
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June 1, 2025
Did a little too much Ramirez research
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May 23, 2025
Work makes everything else not matter
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May 20, 2025
Write in your secret hole
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May 16, 2025
First day of research
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May 14, 2025
Ramirez inspirational post
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May 13, 2025
Bought a pair of earbuds
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May 12, 2025
Starting a new book
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May 11, 2025