Wagner's Writings

     It's the second month of a new year and I've already tripped up on some goals I've set for myself. Most likely the cause is some mixture of self-sabotage and the catharsis of "finishing" something. I'll explain that in a bit.      So for 2022, I've had a couple goals in mind. First, I wanted to write fifty-two short stories a week - one for each week of the year. Last week was the first one I've missed. Now this week I'm currently scrambling to write two stories as to not let myself slip away entirely. This is in junction with other writing projects I'm juggling (as I always do).      Secondly, I also wanted to do this blog thing more consistently. The silence really speaks for itself on that one. The reasoning for that one is a little more psychological than running out of time for a small piece of fiction. If you know me, it's hard not to tell that I get inside my own head a lot. Typical cliches of the "suffering artist" - ...

 1.21.22       2022 really had to go and take my man Meat Loaf, fucking Robert Paulson, like that? The dad in Tenacious D's The Pick of Destiny?!?! Damn...      I'll be honest for a moment. This death really brought me down a notch or two. I really admired him and his work from his albums to his film work. Really fantastic artist in my eyes and a real influence on me being a heavy set guy. Article #2 for 2022 was me going to be gushing over the Moon Knight trailer and my connection with that character, but Meat Loaf takes higher importance.      I was once a young hungry pre-teen who dug around everywhere for rock music to discover and digest. I have no idea if it was my Mom or Dad's but I came across a burned CD for "Bat Out of Hell." I wasn't immediately pulled into it with it being a little intimidating with having seven songs with a forty-six minute runtime. Damn those are some hefty songs. This was a point before I sunk my teet...

     So I totally thought I would keep up with article posts in 2021. Turns out that was a (hash)pipe dream because one has to be baked out of their freaking mind if they think they can start up a blog when the world seemed to be falling apart. Oops. That's my bad.      I was cautious about the new year and all that. That being resolutions always go by the wayside, and you know, in the midst that world not functioning at 100%, I can't say I blame anyone, including me. However, being a couple weeks in I feel rather... good for once? I still have all my problems (depression, an unhappiness about my current stage of where I am as a person), but I think I have quite a handle of things as well as I can manage at the moment.      I beat myself up in the past for not writing as much as I should, not interacting with people as much as I should, not being in a career I want for myself, and because I'm a nerd who should give me his lunch money. That's ...

 " A Marvelous Dream" I've had a marvelous dream. I've seen so much destruction in a small bite of time. However, recently I felt this change passing by like a breeze.  I had a dream where I was creating, giving more than what could be destroyed.  And in that dream,  I held onto seeds, mere ideas of what this world could be. And in that dream,  I held a smile that no force could destroy That I lived in a world that was good and worth fighting for. Today, that dream turned into an idea waiting to see the real.  Hide that seed, until it's too late and grows beyond reach.  When the idea cannot be destroyed. When a dream turns into a dream that you could touch. When that smile cannot be wiped away. That dream there is mine, And I will let it grow in the same breeze,  that same calling of change that gave life to it As a marvelous dream turns into an idea, An idea that I see beginning to bloom.

I had intended on doing Inktober this year, buuuuut again, projects got in the way. See a common theme here?  So here we have not drawings, but small 100-word stories. I figured my drawings skills weren't up to snuff so I just wrote goofy stories with Inktober 2020's prompts. Some are totally finished. Some are just ideas. Some came to me quicker than others. Some didn't come to me at all. But hey, content is content. So here you go. Enjoy.    #1 FISH - “Bait”  They met out in a secure spot that was agreed upon for a first date. Somewhere quiet, somewhere that would keep a secret if things should go wrong. With a lure, the target was hooked and reeled in. He had pulled up and approached the door only to find a note. “Come meet me up stairs ;)” So he did. The only room with a light on had steam steeping out from the crack of the door. He opened it to find a true horror swimming in the bathtub; someone who wasn’t who they said we were. The lie laying the tub cried as i...

As of now, I'm currently juggling waaaay too many projects than I should be. However, I've finished a handful and take it all one sentence at a time. During the entirety of November, I'll be dedicating a HUGE chunk of my time to a project I won't announce as to not jinx it. (Those writer friends who're connected to all things online writing communities know exactly what I'm talking about.)  So in the meantime, I thought I'd introduce an interesting reoccurring segment as I crack down on my writing habits. I thought I could take the time to take a peek behind the curtain on a small story I'm working on.. before it's finished. See how my process works. When do I decide to connect dots and cross lines? It's different for all folk, all writers, and every project piece is a little different each time.  I follow this particular Youtube channel called Tale Foundry. They specify in writing and deconstructing on how certain writers, genres, and writing st...

Why Tho?  “Why start a blog, Cody?” Fair enough question, random citizen. Simply put, because!  I think the major reason is to start up articles as a means of a communication tool for a guy that’s had trouble communicating for a hot minute. With death, pandemics, stress, and other factors, I’ve been quite the shut-in for the majority of 2020 and well, .. since I’ve been me.  I’ve discovered about myself that I am much more comfortable writing long form and with time to plan my thoughts out. Even with writing status’ on social media platforms, what should only take a minute of shit-posting I could possibly take five to ten minutes meticulously plotting as to avoid embarrassment of an error that I carelessly threw out there. I’m way too analytical for my own good, truly. But that’s a problem of itself that’ll be addressed later down the line.  I think this’ll be a nice tool for me to use to interact with you all! I’m a total shy person and I had this thought that t...