Very rich world crafted here of the pre-dab era. I like the tension of somebody making you feel seen, but not being able to express that to them. Reminds of reflecting on moments in the past, and realizing "oh, that's what was actually going on and what I was feeling and what I should have said." Thanks for this :)
I feel like there are some great stories that live in smoky basements and musty attics but they don’t get told because people think stories need explosions or car chases.
Thanks for hanging out in this world with me for a minute.
That story made me feel like I was a teenager and submerged right into that scene. I think our similar pasts and experiences, make your work feel like snapshots of my own timeline. Like those are people I know, doing things I’ve done. Nice work, as always.
Your stories always feel real Jimmy. Hmmmm.
That is the objective. I want you to feel like you’re there.
Another one ..am wondering how that wine would taste right now..
Prison wine can blind you. I suppose homemade stuff could too.
Very rich world crafted here of the pre-dab era. I like the tension of somebody making you feel seen, but not being able to express that to them. Reminds of reflecting on moments in the past, and realizing "oh, that's what was actually going on and what I was feeling and what I should have said." Thanks for this :)
I feel like there are some great stories that live in smoky basements and musty attics but they don’t get told because people think stories need explosions or car chases.
Thanks for hanging out in this world with me for a minute.
Well, thank you for bringing them to light :) :)
That story made me feel like I was a teenager and submerged right into that scene. I think our similar pasts and experiences, make your work feel like snapshots of my own timeline. Like those are people I know, doing things I’ve done. Nice work, as always.
I have tons of fun pulling back the GBH poster and letting people peek in to these worlds.
I’m glad that you continue to keep rolling, because you paint that picture like you were there or something… and I enjoy the shit out of it.
I really love the cadence of this one. And I liked the weaving in of self-cutting. Thanks Jimmy!
Bartending at St. A’s, The Shelter, etc I saw a lot of arms reaching for drinks with scars that I knew were self inflicted
That indecision is frighteningly familiar. Maybe I will . Probably I won’t.
So hard to measure love.
Love the pacing of this and the imagery is so damn crystal--I can see that community health place
Thanks. Makes me really happy to nail the pacing and the rhythm
That kid has some REALLY great friends.
Great story!
In a way I saw the invitation as almost a happy accident that the other kid took as an immense and very, very timely compliment.