The Only Constant is Change

Hey everyone, thanks for reading my random posts on this page. If you’ve somehow been following me since the beginning (lol just 2014, I was already a “grown person” by then) you may remember that I started by discussing the games I was playing, and exploring my nostalgia for the video games of yesteryear.

Just before the COVID pandemic took a turn for the worse, I committed to writing a poem a day throughout the year of 2020. Those daily poems helped mitigate the ongoing pain of barely surviving in the capitalist hellscape that is the United States of America, especially while it was exacerbated by a full-blown public health crisis which the powers that be mostly refused to address in any substantial way beyond paltry stimulus payments.

Anywho, what I’m trying to say is that I like to change things up every now and then, and while I started with prose and moved to focus on poetry for at least a year, my recent output has been more eclectic, to say the least. I flip between poetry and prose at the drop of a hat, and while I’d like to pretend that y’all enjoy it, I must admit that my rambling prose tends to fall short of my poetry posts. I must also admit that this is my own fault, as I have a problem reining in my verbosity; I love words too much, and if I don’t confine my overthinking to the poetic form, my thoughts spill out and over their container.

What does this mean for my little piece of the WordPress landscape? Well, I think it’s time for me to make a decision. As weird as it sounds, it seems that sticking to poetry on WordPress is a pretty good move for me, and moving prose to another platform might help me focus this space. In other words, no more wordy distractions: it’s all poetry on my WordPress from here on out, baby.

Now, if you happen to enjoy my weird rambling prose, fear not! I’m moving my more word-heavy musings to Substack. As much as I’m loathe to say it, I need money to live, and I’m gonna try out Substack’s subscription features to see if I can make any kind of living from writing. I don’t like the idea of locking some of my words behind a paywall, but I also get the feeling that my Substack won’t be popular enough to warrant my worries. If I suddenly take off and people are shoving money at me, well, I gotta eat, right?

I hate how I sound right now. I don’t want to participate in these shitty capitalist systems, but I have been writing for a long time. I’d like for my skills and my longstanding practice to be worth something, at least, as long as money is the thing we need to survive in this capitalist hellscape. I sincerely wish to start a collective and grow my own food, but I need time and energy for that. And money. Damn, I always need money. So if people decide to pay me for writing, I’ll take that. If they don’t, well, most of my life has gone that way; I’ll survive, and try to improve my life beyond the narrow limits of capitalism.

So, without further ado, here’s the link to my Substack: https://chrisrking.substack.com.

I hope you enjoy what I do, and maybe I’ll see you over at ye olde but actually very new Substack!


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