Nathaniel WattenmakerA letter to my four year old sonYou turned three in Porto. Your second trip and second country on the olde continent. Not something I could say for myself till I was…May 19May 19
Nathaniel WattenmakerA letter to my three year old sonThere was a moment this year where you were refusing to go to the daycare you’d been going to for a little over a year. You weren’t quite…Jun 17, 2023Jun 17, 2023
Nathaniel WattenmakerA letter to my two year old sonI like knowing when a sad thing is happening. I like a little space and time to steel myself to bittersweetness. You can train yourself to…May 8, 2022May 8, 2022
Nathaniel WattenmakerA letter to my unborn sonHey Eric, I don’t know you yet, son. So many of my priorities will be set by you — your personality, your talents, weaknesses, and…Jan 8, 2020Jan 8, 2020
Nathaniel WattenmakerFrom one world to anotherAs a child, I stayed with my maternal grandparents five days a week. My mom, single, would wake me before the sun and prepare me for the…Apr 16, 20191Apr 16, 20191
Nathaniel WattenmakerKeep it 500: CelesteI’m writing exactly 500 words on every game I beat in 2018 as both a player and an industry vet. Follow along right here.Feb 25, 2018Feb 25, 2018
Nathaniel WattenmakerKeep it 500: To the MoonI’m writing exactly 500 words on every game I beat in 2018 as both a player and an industry vet. Follow along right here.Feb 16, 2018Feb 16, 2018
Nathaniel WattenmakerReconstructionI came up in a slow-moving swamp where tracking the sweat slipping down your spine is meditative. Cape Coma, Florida was never the hop…Feb 9, 2018Feb 9, 2018
