2022 was OK
Is this a “2022 in Review”…? More or less. I sat down and this is what came out.
But if you’re here, then you must surely have an affection for them.
Here, you’ll find a lot of words, and not much else. This place is a place for Ziggy to share his work. A little piece of the artist is always left behind in the art – this is a place to connect and reflect.
Think of it as a rudimentary form of telepathy – a way for you and the artist to communicate. Words can heal; words can hurt. Words are tricky things; they play tricky games.
But if you’re here, then you should have a seat at the very least. The conversation has to start somewhere.
New Thoughts from the Void
For better or for worse, the void is always here.
The Confluence (Kings and Queens)
Hurt people hurt; healed people heal. It takes time to heal.
Grief, Acceptance, and Why Life After an ADHD Diagnosis Doesn’t Have to Look So Different
I’ve learned that I wouldn’t trade my ADHD in for all the second chances in the world.
Cynicism
It seems, if anything, you’d be less certain after everything you’ve ever learned.
That’s just you.
You never bore your fangs… until you did.
My Little Icarus
Hubris was your art; flight was your heart.
Ziggy’s Faves
Ziggy asked me to pass these along too. He mumbled something about “tickled fancies” then wandered off into the bushes.
a letter to a ghost
Phantoms come and phantoms go, but the stories they leave behind are less ephemeral.
200 mg
A short story about a feeling… and the fog.
Some Words About My Gramps
A eulogy to a good man – we’re running out of those.
The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, and Deep…
Choose a path.
OR DIP INTO THE NEWSLETTER ARCHIVES
Ziggy calls it “screaming into the void”: therapy meets telepathy meets you. Others might call it an electronic newsletter. Whatever you do, just don’t call it ‘Shirley’.
Ziggy hates that.