Becoming Better
Reading this old letter (circa 2005) from prolific but otherwise anonymous writer/programmer/artist Why the Lucky Stiff, I’m reminded of the simplicity and playfulness that’s always driven me.
Sometimes I “get serious”, and I find
Reading this old letter (circa 2005) from prolific but otherwise anonymous writer/programmer/artist Why the Lucky Stiff, I’m reminded of the simplicity and playfulness that’s always driven me.
Sometimes I “get serious”, and I find
Excuses.
Everybody has excuses. For every idea, brilliant or terrible, somebody will come up with at least one reason not to bother in the first place.
I hate excuses. Hate is a strong
