Music is the spice of life. Or maybe that's variety. Or maybe it's just actual spice. If spice was the spice of life, that would sort of make sense. But music is definitely spicy. And inspiring. Something it's also great at -- squeezing the words out of your fingers as they twitch relentlessly over the worn keys of a dying laptop. Recently, a good friend of mine pointed out the release of the latest Lagwagon album, Hang. I'm a 90's punk-rock kid with hair that's suffer

In the past week I have downloaded an NES emulator, as well as a Super Nintendo emulator, and I have close to 2,000 classic games from my childhood to work through. Though it won't be much work -- not in the traditional sense of the word, anyway. Lately, I've been easing through my normal routine. After I finish a major project, I wander aimlessly for a while, picking at new ideas like they were scabs in the recesses of my brain (brain scabs are nasty). While I do this, I

Getting work done can be a problem for creatives. We don't see the world in the same way that others do. Even so, we generally want to be paid for exercising our talents. The challenge is producing consistently and efficiently. Beyond that -- getting a book deal or screenplay option on your first try is a great way to make a living. But for most of us, the grind is waiting just beyond the horizon. And beyond tomorrow's horizon -- more grind. Here's a trick I've used su