I like to write. Sometimes I get published. Sometimes I don't. Either way, here are links to some of my favorite and most recent writings:
»Caffeinate Your Hypertext Published October 6, 2003. The result of a summer-long immersion in hypertext. The research for this article and its predecessors gave me the ideas for this site.
Swirls of luminescent blue surround you, spinning upward, furling into a vague mist, obscuring the room around you.
A brass plaque is bolted to the mist. It reads Welcome to the »Notosphere, but the "t" was clearly scratched in afterward by someone with a diamond ring. A small triangular peg protrudes from the plaque. Hanging from the peg is another travel booklet, this time entontled Conquistadoring for Dummies: Central America
You realize that since the book only goes one way, repeatedly opening the book would just send you back again and again. You could become stuck in an inescapable GOTO, until, long worn out by the madness, you would pray for termination.
Fortunately, you realize this and step from the mist into...
Whoops. You fall into it. Eeeh. It's liquidy. You open your eyes.
Woah. Farther than the eye can ever hope to see, you (who fortunately are not just an eye) notice an ocean of Split P Soup . It's evidently alphabet soup, but it's alive. You see little Ms and Js and Ns swimming around, leaping gracefully over hurdles presented by a row of dashes as they flee the more agressive pictographic characters.
You also see several researchers swimming around, trying to catch specimens with fishing nets. Some of the less shy letters line up in front of your face.
Boy, we sure are characters, aren't we?
You groan.
We like it here, but if you want to leave this world and return to the world of text, just pick up a Stick-it note. The rest is magic.
You notice a number of Stick-it notes hanging on nothing. Some Stick-it notes are hanging on other Stick-it notes. In fact, the entire Split-P Soup now consists of stick-it notes, and you are floating like a child in a pen of brightly colored plastic balls, except that they're not brightly colored plastic balls. They're Stick-it notes.
You look at what's written on them:Main Cavern Locations
Sedatedspace: Not a blog. Not a Wiki. Not Journal, but a bit of all three. Should I call it a Wognal? In short, it's a time and concept oriented network of tunnels that follow my wanderings through Hypertext, The Web, The Noosphere, and reality (Are they the same? Are they different?). All Data Junkies get free admission.
Outside the Noosphere: The Grace of God: God has done for me what the combined intelligence of the world cannot do. I know that the Prime Creator is the source of any speck of creativity I could lay claim to. Jesus Christ is the greatest, kindest, most generous friend I will ever have. Naturally, I have written about our relationship.
Scribbling on the Cavern Walls: My Writings: Sometimes, I push buttons and funny things happen to my screen. Sometimes they look like poems, and sometimes like stories, articles, and essays. Click here, and they can happen to your screen too!
Library Map: Sometimes, I read. Sometimes I write. Come see what I have done to my literacy.
Software Workshop Map: While the caverns have been carved out by hand, what's in my hand at any given time often happens to be fairly sophisticated. Sometimes, I even build new tools. Check out my workshop to see my past and currant (mmmm) projects.
College: I am currently a student at Elizabethtown College. Find out what I'm up to.
Look At Me!: As much as I don't like it, Western Civilization requires one to brag a lot. So I put everything in one spot so my bragging isn't laced throughout but carefully segmented away where you can safely ignore it.
Practice Room: I started playing the piano when I was six. While I no longer play the piano, I consistently practice several instruments. I even teach lessons!
The Lair of The Jellicle Cat: Not satisfied with the antimap? Go talk to the Jellicle Cat.