Come say what up to your boy and some other sweethearts. RSVP here.
Anonymous asked: Hey Cord, It's my birthday today and I'm turning 25. Ideas on what I should do today?
Flee tumblr and go big on a Wednesday.
Anonymous asked: Are you becoming an advice columnist? I would wholeheartedly support an "Ask Cord" or "Dear Cord" column. You are so wise. And handsome. So, so handsome.
Thank you. This is all very nice of you. Maybe too nice. Maybe so nice I considered not responding to this.
I’m not trying to make advice a professional pursuit—unless someone wants to offer me a grip to do so—but life is frustrating and confusing, so if I can take a few minutes to try and offer a tiny amount of assistance to some of the people who visit my dumb old blog then I’m gonna do that.
I don’t think I’m old or experienced enough to be wise, but I think I’m a good listener and I try to stay observant. It was sort of a revelation for me when I noticed how many full-grown adults nod their heads and tune out of enlightening conversations until it’s their turn to talk. One easy way to gain wisdom is to just chat with people about their lives. Ask genuine questions and be genuinely interested in the answers, which is something not everyone does. Also, I think kindness is its own type of wisdom, and one that literally everyone in the whole world can tap in to. I’d rather spend time learning from a kind oaf than some dickhead literary icon somewhere.
Anonymous asked: Do you ever encounter writer's block? If so, how do you cope with it?
In those moments I try and force myself to remember that this is my job. House painters don’t get house painter’s block. Baristas don’t get barista’s block. I think some writers fuck themselves up by thinking of their job as high-minded philosophy for which one requires perfect conditions and a perfect headspace. It’s work. Treat it as work instead of an academic exercise.
Never gonna give you up.