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An excerpt from “Best Laid Plans,” a pilot I wrote in 2017.

A short story I recently crafted for a writing class. Possibly a work in progress.

Line Review

It’s the biggest meeting of the season. Over the past three months last year’s line has been ripped apart and pulled back together again; a phoenix reborn in women’s clothing. New colors and prints…

2019

As I look ahead, with my confidence growing and fucks-to-give depleting, contemplating what I’d like to accomplish this year, I feel more empowered and readier than ever to turn this mutha out!

Minute Free-write

Tibedeaux hated his name. Besides no one ever being able to pronounce it correctly, the name had no meaning. As a man who searched for meaning in everything, this bothered Tibedeaux…

Stop Looking for Cheat Codes

If I’m going to be successful, it’ll be because I’ve forged my own path; not because I’ve taken someone else’s template and run with it. It’s time I build my own.

Declarations

My therapist gave me an interesting homework assignment: Make a list of all the reasons why/ways in which I am “Dope.”

So, How 'Bout That Fettuccine?

It is with great pleasure that I introduce my first short film! I hope you all enjoy it! :)

Mom Dukes For The Win!

As I was trying to decide what to do with my now-defunct “Evolution Of A Man” blog, Mama McNair rang and pulled one hell of an Ace from her sleeve.

writing fearlessly

It all started with a blog called Evolution Of A Man, way back in 2004. I was relatively new to New York, and adulthood, and I wanted a vehicle to keep family and friends back home up to date with all my NYC shenanigans. Enter Blogger.

At first I was fearless: journal-writing about everything from reconciling with my past to conversing with my prostate. Nothing was off limits. Then I hit thirty, became riddled with anxiety (the advent of social media didn't help), and I found myself having to answer the question "WHO AM I?" all over again.

I have the answers now. And, thanks to my therapist, marijuana, and a burgeoning confidence I'd gladly take back to high school, I'm ready to write, fearlessly, once again. Only this time sans the need for a title. Just me: An introspective potty-mouth who loves things that make you fat.

I'm Will McNair. Welcome to my little piece of the Internet.

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An excerpt from “Best Laid Plans,” a pilot I wrote in 2017.

The Egg And The Button

A short story I recently crafted for a writing class. Possibly a work in progress.

Minute Free-write

Tibedeaux hated his name. Besides no one ever being able to pronounce it correctly, the name had no meaning. As a man who searched for meaning in everything, this bothered Tibedeaux…

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Line Review

2019

As I look ahead, with my confidence growing and fucks-to-give depleting, contemplating what I’d like to accomplish this year, I feel more empowered and readier than ever to turn this mutha out!

Stop Looking for Cheat Codes

If I’m going to be successful, it’ll be because I’ve forged my own path; not because I’ve taken someone else’s template and run with it. It’s time I build my own.