This Is My Personal Website
“Build Your Own Platform,” They Said, So I Did

I’m a New Yorker in exile, a Gen X slacker, a college dropout, a long-haired metalhead, a science fantasy author, and a full-stack thaumaturge. At my day job I’m a self-taught software developer, sysadmin, and database administrator. I can do a little of everything, and I do back-end programming particularly well. I’m not a polymath, though. I’m just a working-class schmuck with delusions of erudition who got hit hard enough with the autism stick to complicate my life, but not quite hard enough to get diagnosed as a kid in the 1980s.

I’m also the author of a few novels and short stories, including Without Bloodshed, Silent Clarion, “The Milgram Battery”, and “Limited Liability”. If you like Michael Moorcock, Roger Zelazny, C. J. Cherryh, and C. L. Moore you might like my stuff. Likewise if you played Final Fantasy or Shin Megami Tensei, or listen to 70s and 80s prog rock and heavy metal. They’re out of print because the publisher went out of business, but I’ll probably have them on my website soon and might serialize them here.

When I’m online I let my hair down and throw aside the masks I wear to get along in a society that wasn’t made for neurodiverse men like me who don’t quite conform to their gender role. I’m not for everybody. That used to bother me, but I’ve gotten more comfortable with it over time. I tend to be bitter, cynical, and often sarcastic. I’m not fun at parties; I’m the designated driver.

If you want to get in touch, please email contact@matthewgraybosch.com.

Essays, rants, stories, etc — all written to scratch an itch. Maybe they’ll scratch yours, too.

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I used to get these a lot.

Why does a nobody like you have a website?

I built it myself.

Is it hard to build a website?

I don’t think so. Email me if you want help.

Why aren’t you on social media?

I’m not into parasocial relationships.

What’s your position on ${ISSUE}?

If I have something to say about a particular issue, I’ll write about it on my website. If I haven’t, it’s probably because I have yet to do the necessary work to have an opinion for various reasons.

Why aren’t you on YouTube?

I have a face made for podcasting.

Why don’t you have a podcast?

I have a voice made for print.

I want to sign up for your newsletter.

Did you miss the signup form above?

How can I support you?

Thanks, but that’s what day jobs are for.

Don’t you want to quit your day job?

Not at the expense of monetizing my joy.

What if I buy your book on Amazon?

I’d rather you didn’t since I won’t get paid, but I can’t stop you.

What if I think your writing sucks?

Then you got what you paid for.

Do you have a personal relationship with Jesus?

He built my hotrod.

Who are you, really?

I’m the final boss of the internet, and this isn’t even my true form.

Are you serious?

Of course not. This is the internet; it’s no place for serious business.

Is this the end of your website?

It is for now. Thanks for visiting. Come again soon.