The history behind the Project

Once upon a time, the Owner of this blog actually commanded quite a vocabulary, along with a vast knowledge of literature and fine arts. Like any muscle, however, the brain withers without use, the Owner’s (known as Nameshifter) being no exception to such a rule. Realizing once more that knowledge is truly power, Nameshifter decided (along with his good fellow Nuke and one scoundrel named Jako) that this summer, he would exercise that atrophied muscle that once held so much power by reading various novels and stories and viewing what many call “films”, though only those of good taste and value, along with attending some obscure college course and doing menial labor, which keeps the food on the table. By the end of the summer, Nameshifter will hopefully have a brain of Herculean power, a mind sharp as Occam’s Razor and as fleet as the wind itself; not only that, but should this endeavor be fruitful, the Project would continue into the next semester.

This is what was supposed to happen; a journal of literature and criticism. Unfortunately, I was too lazy and too inept this summer to get this journal started. Therefore, I have decided to use this page as a journal. Criticism on my writings is welcome, and appreciated.