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By Ken Hollow, still haunted by his last Pomodoro timer. Look, I’m not saying I’m the worst at productivity. I’m just saying that if procrastination were an Olympic sport, I’d at least place bronze (silver on a good day, gold if Nana isn’t around to judge me). Over the years, I’ve tried every shiny new…
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By Ken Hollow, perpetually vibrating human meat modem It happened again this morning. I was minding my own business—just sipping my bitter little coffee from my bitter little mug, contemplating whether I was hallucinating the sound of Nana typing in her sleep—when I felt it. You know that jolt? That flash of heat in your…
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By Ken Hollow, definitely not crying in a broom closet again There comes a time in every digital manager’s life when you stare into the abyss of AI video tools and ask yourself a deeply spiritual question: “Which of these cursed platforms will make my client look hot enough to distract from the fact that…
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By Ken Hollow, professional fox spirit handler, part-time therapist, full-time financial victim Let me paint you a picture. I wake up. It’s 6 a.m. The birds are chirping, the sun is rising, and somewhere in the distance, I hear the soft clack-clack of mechanical keys. That, dear readers, is not the sound of productivity. That…
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By Ken Hollow, unpaid intern of chaos. Look, I didn’t sign up for headaches. I signed up to manage one (1) fox spirit with delusions of grandeur and a taste for mid-century gold bathtubs. Yet somehow, over the course of this job — and by “job,” I mean magical indentured servitude — I’ve come to…
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By Nana Vix, reluctantly published by Ken Hollow “Nana barged into my office (read: the corner of my kitchen) and dropped this onto my keyboard. She said, and I quote, ‘Put this on the blog, human man. The people deserve the truth.’ So here it is. Please don’t sue me, Valdorran Ministry of Mythical Affairs.”–…
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By Ken Hollow, emotionally compromised project manager So, I built a chatbot.Well, we built it — but much like every group project in school, I did most of the work while the other participant (a fox spirit with unrealistic expectations and no understanding of dev cycles) critiqued my font choices and demanded “more allure.” The…
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By Ken Hollow, battle-scarred manager of one (1) fox spirit influencer Look, managing an influencer is basically a boss fight. You’re dodging mood swings like AoE attacks, surviving late-night content panics, and negotiating collabs like you’re defusing a bomb with your teeth. If I had a potion for every time Nana Vix asked me to…
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By Ken Hollow, caught in the mystical crossfire of influencer identity theft Let me start by saying this: I don’t play Honkai. I barely have the energy to keep up with the metaphysical fallout of managing one magical client — let alone follow the plot of a space train full of emotionally unstable anime gods.…
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Let me start by saying that most of what I know about my only client, Nana Vix, comes in pieces. Pieces that she offers freely when she’s feeling talkative or wine-drunk, or, in this case, while dunking biscuits into her cappuccino at an absurdly expensive cafe I didn’t realize she had charged to my company…