They Don't Come Back - Part Two
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night to find the entire world unnervingly still and quiet? As a kid, nothing panicked me more than being awake at night, feeling utterly alone. None of...
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Where are the seekers?
When I was five years old, my dad got ALS. Fucking disease. I still remember I was that age when I went to visit him with my mother after not seeing him for some days, when he was hospitalized in...
They Don't Come Back - Part One
“Why don’t you at least think about it?” It’s been three months, twelve days, and roughly four hours since she left. I hate myself for knowing that. And now Ben is insisting that I move into a...
The Vision and Philosophy Behind Scribo
Remember when the internet wasn’t so awful? I’m talking about pre-Google days, before Facebook, and even before MySpace. Back when the closest thing you had to social media was Yahoo Groups. Now...
From a Few Notes in a Text File to a Website - Three-ish Years Later
Scribo started as a list of disjointed fragments of thoughts about making a social media platform that I didn't hate. This list of five or so concepts was jotted down in a text file, which was...