About Me — Jesse Ya Diul

I am now 2 for 2 on predictions. — I’d say it’s bound to happen any day now. It’s been long overdue. We’re right on the precipice of a turning point in our history. The point just before writers and writing take over. For years, I feel like the skill of writing has been severely undervalued. I’ve heard some…

Don’t be a bait-and-switch boy or girl. — In the age of likes, shares, comments, views, and a quest for higher site traffic, an enormous amount of importance has been placed on crafting a captivating headline, and with good reason. Without an effective headline, a reader has no reason to go to your page or even pay attention…

and if u right in the middle u just gotta keep, going… — I don’t know what I’m thinking. I don’t know why I feel the way that I do. It feels like… I don’t know if you’ve ever taken a cold shower before but it feels like that. Like standing in the dark, hyperventilating, trying to catch your breath. Shivering. I’m on…

Gotye would’ve saved us from Omni-Man. — Last week as I was picking up some last minute things from my parents house, I came across an old box of CD’s, full of mixes that I had made in high school. (CD’s, if you remember, were those plastic round things that could play music sometimes). It seemed strange…

A Toast to the Weddings of the Pandemic — You recently got engaged, and honestly, good for you. You’re part of that rarified echelon of people who have discovered a much more meaningful life experience through companionship. You’ve found your one and only. You’re forever. That one special person. The least aggravating of the people you have slept with. …

You Always Get What You Ask For. And It’s Never the Way You Want. — Two years ago my New Year’s resolution was to get more reading done. At the time I knew that I wasn’t reading nearly as much as I wanted to, and my biggest obstacle was that I could never find enough time. (Fast forward to now and BOY did I find…

At Least I’d Imagine, Speaking as a Former Child — Here’s what I think: Writing for Medium must be like having a kid. Like having your first. It’s the knowledge and excitement that comes with starting something new. You have these lofty expectations, like this time you’re going to do it right. Not to say that your parents did it…

How Much Pain Will You Go Through for Praise? — It was time for me to go see him again. I lay myself down, closed my eyes and gaped my mouth as far wide as it could go. That’s when he knew to begin, and he entered me inch by inch. My jaw strained and the back of my throat…

The Best Way to Show up an Ex’s Holiday Party Uninvited — “We need to leave soon.” The first time he broke his nose, it did not completely shatter as he had expected. Taylor stood in front of the mirror peeling off his bandages while testing the strength of his recently healed nasal bone against the cold, hard steel of a Estwing Claw Hammer. He switched to…