My new podcast: Keep Going

“When you’re going through Hell, keep going.”

This is a podcast about failure and how it breeds success. Every week we will talk to amazing people who have done amazing things yet, at some point, experienced failure. By exploring their experiences we can learn how to build, succeed, and stay humble. Our theme music is by Policy AKA Mark Buchwald.

You can subscribe to the podcast here or listen to the latest episode here. Want to join me on the podcast? Hit me up at john@biggs.cc

Newsletters? We got ’em!

I’ve been writing two newsletters recently, one on startups and another on my favorite books of the month. I’d love it if you checked them out.

The best writing tool to use?

Sorry to disappoint, but there’s no such thing. The best writing tool is the one that works best for you. That means you may have to do some searching before you find your favorite.

Everyone has different needs, but we’re here to offer you a small overview of possible choices.

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The story of POSDT

I spelled conceived wrong.

Not that anyone particularly cares, but I recently dug up some work I did way back in 1991 when I was a Bishop Watterson High School sophomore. As a quiet, friendless nerd (except for my equally quiet, friendless friend Rick), I was fascinated by UNIX and found a book at the library that basically showed you how to write all of the UNIX commands (ls, cd, etc.) under DOS. There was another application, a fake command.com that turned your fonts upside down and all sorts of things, designed to scare people using your computer. I think it was called AprilFools or something. That app included C source code and basically amounted to a command.com replacement, albeit a dopey one.
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Racing in the Dark

South Brooklyn is quiet. Where there was once an endless chaos of cars and trucks rolling up Sixth Avenue onto the highway, now there is only the expected. The morning begins with a lost Leviathan calling in the fog, a ship coming up an empty river under a silent bridge. Birds come next, in this city of perches, chirping and skittering in the ivy outside our home. The next few hours are tedious with the sound of truck tires hitting a single metal plate in the street outside.

And then we hear the distant sirens, high and lonesome in the empty streets.

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