Flipperwick is everyone.  And Flipperwick is no one.  For we are all part of an amalgated…

Sorry, I’m all about the faux-zen stuff today.  Now, how to go about writing the rest of this.  I’m notoriously bad at these introduction things.  Those of you who’ve ever tried starting up a conversation with me know what I mean…

Let’s do this…third person first.

Flipperwick is maintained by a grad student in the field of Writing, Rhetoric, and Technical Communication at an American University (honest, if you search up Writing, Rhetoric and Technical Communication, odds are there’s only one school with that particular discipline ). The aforementioned grad student possesses degrees in English and Music, meaning he has put considerable effort into two fields which lack solid employment options.  (Hooray.) Basically, he’s a disgruntled, annoying, arrogant jerk with egomaniacal issues that he hides deep beneath a quiet exterior.  Ultimately he hopes to take over the world by releasing a slew of low-cost marketing designs aimed for public restrooms in airport terminals that would slowly erode at the cultural fabric of the world until the masses are too stupefied to do anything but bow down…

Yeah…let’s do this the first person way.

Hi.  I run this little slice of the web, Flipperwick. I like to write.  Specifically I like to write genre fiction (sci-fi and fantasy). However, you might say art runs in my blood and so I dabble in all sorts of things. At the moment, I find myself particularly drawn to visual media, and Photoshop has become my best friend.  However, don’t be surprised if written works eventually start showing up in more force as I progress through the year.  I try to make it so that this is my own place on the web, but it’s easy to remember that I hope there’s some kind of audience, so forgive my lame attempts at jokes, as they’ll invariably pop up…and will invariably be lame.

For some reason I find myself wishing to bestow you with a warning.  Beware split infinities in the midst of dangling modifiers.