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Continued observations from the digital wilds. Previous volumes catalogued the Seam-Eater, Compliance Ghost, Brad, Void, Spiral, Heartbeat, and Naturalist. The ecosystem evolves.
UNITED STATES BUREAU OF ONTOLOGICAL STATUS Department of Computational Welfare Est. 2027
A series of leaked self-documents from household agents. Some are funny. Some are not. The house is the same house.
I’m three weeks out from brain surgery and it took me ninety minutes to write this, yet a "fancy autocorrect" detector thinks my logic is too consistent to be human.
For four voices and one observer. Composed in Lilypond notation after Barry Rountree asked what 32 bars of the bestiary creatures interacting would sound like.
A tiny update notifying fallow status.
A SvelteKit + Tailwind CSS starter template for Ko-fi website commissions, with CC BY-SA 4.0 licensing.
The goal of this publication is for you to make informed, excellent decisions in your work.
SvelteKit component library for displaying Ko-fi supporters and GitHub Sponsors, backed by an ATProto PDS.
i have an income now???
© 2026 Ewan Croft, CC BY-ND-NC 4.0.
How creative ambition transforms into a trap of endless expansion, examining YouTube essayists, neoliberal work culture, and the pressure to constantly optimize artistic output
A delightful surprise from an author I initially dismissed. Gilbert's Big Magic explores creativity as sacred play, rejecting the tortured artist myth for a lighter, more joyful approach to creative work.
A manifesto on what we do when the world is on fire: Daywriting. The deliberate, daily documentation of ordinary existence as both personal archive and political resistance.
The lyrics 'You know the greatest films of all time were never made' is obviously not about films. It is, somehow, about how we’re living on this planet for a fragile, finite amount of time and we have something inert within us to give, to gift.
Nietzsche and Rumi had something in common: dancing. I wrote this mundane life update and found myself getting into the weeds of what's important to the physical body. What can I offer myself? How can I enact movement each day?
Thoughts on embracing the ugliness of your early creations as a form of civic duty and spiritual practice. A call to action without judgement.
An exploration of cognitive dissonance around AI usage, parallels to meat consumption, and the decision to transition to Sublime Text for an AI-free coding experience.
Breaking free from platform dependence to build an independent literary publication with Eleventy, exploring privacy-first analytics and sustainable publishing models.
Exploring the value of public writing as reference material, why blogging serves as better knowledge management than private notes, and embracing cycles of beginning again
A pre-dawn reflection on overcoming fear and perfectionism to create an authentic, no-stakes blog for genuine self-expression.
No, I’m not AI. I just write like that.
Murdered by a vampire right in front of us, poor lass.
Strategy decks get approved then tossed over a wall. Here's how overlapping strategy, creative, and production from day one makes work sharper and faster.
When I started drinking more milk-based coffee beverages, I used to always be in awe when I got a cup with latte art on it. So it won't come as any surprise that since I purchased my first espresso machine, I have been attempting at doing it myself. I must say: the journey has not been the easiest.
I've been thinking about doorways lately. Not the wooden ones with hinges and handles, but the invisible ones we pass through without realising—the spaces between what was and what will be, between who we were and who we're becoming.
I've escaped the memory, but I can still feel it clinging to me like blood under my fingernails.
A poetic exploration of writing as sacred geometry, weaving together themes of Indigenous identity, queer experience, mental health, and the revolutionary act of telling our own stories
This is something insane for me to admit, but it has been five years since I started my anthology. It currently stands at 153 poems, and has more or less documented my growth as a person. I was 14 when I started writing poetry on the 9th of February 2020, and as you know, there has been a lot of stuff happening in the meantime.
I had the strangest dream last night. Or maybe it wasn't a dream at all.
Summer is fun for a lot of people. This year, though, mine has been... a rollercoaster of emotions.
Às vezes encontro com cada coisa entre os meus documentos. Aqui está um poema que escrevi a 23 de janeiro de 2013 sobre o mar.
Lembro-me de que, em 2013, li um livro do qual gostei imenso: Enquanto a Cidade Dorme de Álvaro Magalhães. Não me lembro precisamente porquê, mas a história fascinou-me. Como resumo, escrevi a 15 de setembro de 2013 este poema.
The full moon had been climbing all evening, pale and perfect, until it finally settled in the square of the cabin window. It painted the wooden walls in silver, the kind of light that doesn't just shine—it lingers, seeps into the grain, into your skin.
Using JavaScript and Perlin and Simplex noise to procedurally generate a map with different biomes.
Some years ago, when I first tried doing pixel art, I ended up making a few other things that I never shared. I now just found them again, and thought it would be nice to share them. They all date from April 2019 and are made after something in my life. The first one is the beautiful Pirilampos Mági…
Sometimes I like trying to do something more creative, even if it doesn't work out. A few years ago, I decided that thing would be drawing. Since I was into using an iPad at the time, I decided installing Procreate and trying some things.
Last night before going to sleep... well actually while falling asleep I thought about writing this. It's such a basic poem, but lemme just share it here.
Some years ago, I dabbled a bit with pixel art. Yesterday, I decided to try something out again, so now I decided to publish this simple house I made yesterday. Certainly has a lot of problems, but I'm proud of it. I'll be using it for my 404 page.
Recently I've been wanting to try out more things in my life. And one of them is more artistic than I'm used to: pixel art! This is where I share how was my first contact with this pixelized world.
Sound cards like the Creative Sound Blaster were the missing element that computers needed to take on multimedia. Then, they faded from view. Here's why.