I'll go ahead and start writing this utilizing my normal approach. It always started with a little intro like this, breaking the fourth wall in italics, for no particular reason. A friend of mine who possesses

I don't know why I'm still so passionate about this place. And by "place" I mean, Hive. I've retired from quite a few things and writing about Hive was one of them, quite awhile ago. This one

A post a post a post a post a post a post. A post a post? A post a post a post a post a post a post a post, a post. A post a post, a post, a post, and a post. A post A post a post a post a post a post

I know I said I was closing up shop. My mind is still open. Tucked deep inside are some thoughts I'd like to share. Now that I've retired from my life here and set all creative endeavors aside, I've given

I think it's time. If you've been following me for awhile I'm sure you've noticed I'm not publishing any new material. I don't have it in me anymore. It's gone. Those days are behind me now. Some of you

Read a post today. Influential Hive member talking about long form blog posts being a thing of the past. I tend to agree. I've spent more time consuming content here than I did creating it and I can tell

Due to being unsatisfied with previous efforts and "scrapping" them, I've decided to try again, and now feels like a good time to start. Sitting and watching the world fall apart shall be my

This is what I start with. Nothing. Like everyone in this world, born naked. That's how it begins. It's truly quite empowering to come out of nowhere and start with nothing though. Plus I've escaped death

But here I go. Writing the opening line. Just like I always do. So as of today, I've been here in some way, somehow, for seven years. Sick of me yet? I don't think I've ever celebrated this day. Can't

The woman sat down next to me on the bus.  Almost immediately, I noticed something oozing from her box.  It was urine, and I could smell it. Apparently she had been delivering urine samples to the lab

No, that's not a clickbait title.  No more Hive posts for me.  After this, I'm done. It's been one hell of a ride.  I'll miss the easy money, endless views, and the constant swarm of incoming messages

Sometimes I want to raise my fist in the air.  "I'm pissed in a public square!" Yet I exist, nowhere. What is fair in this world?  Why care when the thought gets hurled into the air, comes unfurled

Good day or whatever and welcome to the post you've been waiting for.  Today I've decided to get off my ass and finish a few projects.  As someone who rarely gets anything done in this space anymore, this

Just going through a phase.  I feel like writing using this fancy glaze stuff that'll just make the world graze upon my word maze.  You can't get out cuz there are no ways.  Think I'll give myself a raise.

Being an artist is one of the most challenging professions known to humanity and today I've come to offer proof. Now, I know what you're thinking: "This guy already sounds like a moron.  Why should

Good day to you, fine reader of this.  Welcome to the second sentence of this article. Today, I feel like making an attempt. Not just any attempt though, no.  It shall be a full-on, attemptation. But that's

So I'm just going to wing it. Straight off the top of my head.  Whatever comes out is what you get. You damn right it's been awhile since I did this. Normally I'd come prepared then just fake like I don't

Good afternoon or whatever; evening.  Whatever time it is, that doesn't matter, since I'll be putting in a request for you to pretend I've provided the most fitting greeting for you and your current

Have you ever been placed in a position?  As in: Has someone ever physically picked you up and sat you down somewhere? Probably not since you were a child, correct?  What if I told you it happened today?

There is a time and place for every place and time.  So, I thought I'd put that little line there and now; it's mine.  Seems cool enough but I won't take a bow right now.  Barely broke a sweat.  Plus I