Welcome friends, fans, family, and fabulous strangers who clicked on the wrong button. Thank you for coming to see what Jacob Paul Patchen is all about.
Well, let me start off by saying, I am so completely and utterly honored to have you as a guest on my author page/blog. It truly hits me right in the feels to know that there are people out there who actually “want” to read my words. I thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
I started writing poetry around 12 years old while my parents went through a divorce and I went through puberty (your welcome). Honestly, I don’t even know where it came from, it just sort of… happened. I still remember parts of the very first poem that I wrote, it was a short piece that tried to describe the feelings that I felt about my parents divorcing and all the other teenage bullshit that gets thrown at you in middle school. I remember thinking about the different layers of who I am/was at the time and trying to put those layers into images or metaphors, or hell… just words. I specifically remember the metaphor “I am a bloody tornado raging on the wild sea.” Like, seriously, what 12 year old thinks of shit like that?
Well, anyway, I don’t really remember the rest of my first poem, just a few lines that tried to describe who I was and what I was feeling at the time. But, being close to my mother, I thought it would be a good idea to run out to the living room and share my newly discovered talent with her. She was kind. Shocked in the face, but kind with her words. And for many years after, I would write something new, and she would be the first to hear it. Although, not always understanding of my words and strong confessionalist tone, she still supported what I was doing; just as she still does to this day.
I could go on and on about my experiences in high school sports, my youthful love life, my time in the Marines and fighting in Iraq. I could tell you about playing a few short weeks of college football, or having my heart chainsawed (metaphorically) from my chest time and time again. I could tell you all about PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, Self-doubt, Self-destruction, and Self-discovery… but this post is only big enough to welcome you. It was only meant to bring you into the crowd of hundreds (maybe thousands) of fans and friends who have discovered Jacob Paul Patchen, and fell in love with his wit, his honesty, his philosophical ideals, his investment in living, loving, caring, and investigation into why we do the weird, evil, and crazy shit that we do.
Instead, I want to give you a place to come and read about REAL fucking life. The bullshit. The hardships. The tragedies. The glory. The triumphs. The pain. The love. The comfort. The hate, anger, and sadness. I invite you into my world, to read my words about me, about us, and to hopefully be inspired, to relate, to find some kind of comfort knowing that you are not alone. That there are others out there who have felt the way that you may feel right now. And that there are those who are trying to piece together the language that will capture that feeling forever. So that you may revisit it. Remember it and cherish it. Learn from it. Grow from it. Feel it.
I want you to go ahead and explore my poetry (though limited, as many are meant for publication). Read my featured blog posts. Check out the “about me” section. And please, follow along with the “recent blog posts” as I continue to evaluate myself, us as a society, and this fucked up world that we live in.
Thank you for reading.
Always with love,
Jacob Paul Patchen
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