Metazen published a poem of mine today called “I consider you following me on Twitter as a profession of faith and as an oath of love”

February 27, 2013 Reblog metazen alt lit J.D. Ferguson poem poetry twitter

News

I am in the process of ‘revamping’ my website. I added a tab for my published work. Here’s to hoping it starts to grow.

I am also going to try and make my tumblr not as shitty. I feel it’s really shitty.

I am listening to Bloc Party. I feel like I am perpetually stuck in 2006.

I was rejected from Pangur Ban Party for the second time. I reread the story that got rejected and I feel that the rejection was warranted.

I am two pages into my e-book. It seems ok.

I wrote a piece about the Aurora and Milwaukee shootings and submitted it to Thought Catalog. It will get rejected by silence but that’s alright.

Ain’t nothin’ but a thang.

Also, New Wave Vomit opened submissions again. Awesome.

August 10, 2012 Reblog Caliper Wake J.D. Ferguson Alt lit New Wave Fucking Vomit

return to blogging

It is 5:42AM and I have just decided that I am returning to blogging. I am returning to writing. I have been trying to be a regular person who plays video games and goes to bars and is sociable and likeable and makes friends. This is not what I want to do with my life so I am coming back to the internet. Things make sense here; they are safe.

I am writing an e-book. The working title of it is “Diablo 3.” I’m not sure what will happen in it. I don’t know how to make a PDF.

Noah Cicero is in South Korea. I want him to come back to America so we will be on Facebook at the same time and I can ask him things.

I will be applying to grad schools in the fall. I don’t know how to do this. I have to ask my professors for letters of recommendation. I feel this will be awkward and horrible.

I am working on finding a voice for my Twitter account. I don’t know what works and what doesn’t. I feel like Twitter is an “uncharted frontier” in ways, but irrelevant and overdone in others. I think I might just tweet in all capital letters, things seem funnier that way.

August 3, 2012 Reblog alt lit blogging noah cicero Twitter J.D. Ferguson Diablo 3 e-book

Metazen published a poem by me titled “I Am Really Seriously Alone Here.”

June 1, 2012 Reblog Metazen J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake alt-lit poetry

I read from Tao Lin’s Twitter for 20 minutes starting on May 19th.

May 24, 2012 Reblog Tao Lin Twitter Alt-lit J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake

First blogpost in awhile, courtesy of finals winding down and finishing nearly all of X-Files on Netflix. Read the rest at Caliper Wake.

May 14, 2012 Reblog alt lit mubarak melancholia J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake

If you don’t reblog my cat, Mr. Plinko, she will commit suicide.

April 23, 2012 Reblog cat Plinko Caliper Wake J.D. Ferguson

I remember when I was 12 years old at a Magic: The Gathering tournament, one guy made fun of a fat kid for having a Nirvana patch ironed onto his sweatshirt. He said, “Look out for that guy, he likes Nirvana.”

I didn’t know who Nirvana was and laughed because I was 12 years old.

April 20, 2012 Reblog Nirvana Magic: The Gathering Alt-lit J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake

April 17, 2012 Reblog alt-lit poetry J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake

running #3

I thought of a funny joke.

Q: How many scare quotes does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: ‘Fuck you’

I started writing a blogpost titled “Notes of a person who wants followers on Twitter and hits on his blog and to be recognized on the internet by strangers,” but the only thing I wrote was, “My name is Justin Drifka Ferguson and I am lonely.”

I watched six episodes of Mad Men today.

Had to use a plunger on my sink.

Drain was full of old pasta salad that the cat knocked into the sink.

Found some incense I bought five years ago at the import store downtown.

I wanted to light some but they were all broken up into little pieces.

I had to keep lighting another one every fifteen seconds but at least my house smells like a head shop now.

2007 never seemed so far away.

April 16, 2012 Reblog J.D. Ferguson Caliper Wake Mad Men alt-lit