Colony of Losers
- Location
- Halifax, Canada
- Birthday
- December 31
- Title
- Colony of Losers
- Company
- Check out my blog on http://colony-of-losers.com/wordpress/
- Bio
- Michael Gray Kimber is a 26 year old writer from Halifax, Nova Scotia born slightly after the ides of March. Since the age of six when he realized his career in professional modeling was going nowhere he has wanted to be a writer. At the age of 10 years old he wrote his first book “A Game’s Master Games”. It was a derivative of Mortal Kombat and if published would have resulted in a rather lengthy lawsuit which would most likely have ruined his middle class family. Much has changed since then. His brother became a rapper known as Josh Martinez. His father Stephen Kimber began known for punching idiots in the face with his oh so powerful words.
Graduated from King’s College with a degree in English as well as a degree in Journalism he finds himself on the hunt for actual employment. Launching his blog Colony of Losers he hopes to get attention for his finished novel For Four, encourage magazines to give him freelance work and find an employer who will make all his dreams come true.
During this struggle to become an adult he came to grips with an anxiety disorder that would see him lose the ability to sleep and go to war with himself.
He went looking for a cure, trying every solution suggested by the internet, from self help groups to medication, to hot yoga where beautiful women farted in his face to meditation sessions with madmen. Nothing was too ridiculous in the hopes that he could make it all stop. The Cure is his story, as friends and family made him realize that their wasn't a cure, there was simply learning how to live with it. 1 in 5 deal with mental illness. The system is not equipped to deal with them. The stigma of mental illness is keeping us from recognizing the crisis that is facing his generation. The ridiculous and offensive honesty of this story is meant to give a human face to what we would all prefer to look away from. Read his series in its entirety at http://colony-of-losers.com/wordpress/?page_id=273
While this begins with his story it will soon move onto his talented friends, inspiring strangers and absolute nutjobs he meets along the way. To get in contact with Michael please email him at Michael.g.Kimber@gmail.com.
PS my avatar is made by the amazingly talented Peter Diamonds who is the chief illustrator in the series.
MY RECENT POSTS
- This is not an Emergency
December 23, 2012 08:14PM - The Storm
September 25, 2012 09:56PM - The Storm
September 25, 2012 09:56PM - Too From Heaven For Too Long
February 29, 2012 04:58PM - Mental Illness: The Struggle
To Make It Better
February 28, 2012 11:18PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thanks guys. Very much
appreciate the
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September 26, 2012 02:32PM - “Thanks for all support
from everyone. It means
alot.”
March 04, 2012 05:33PM - “This is a beautiful
heartful piece. It is some of
the most
emotionally
affecting…”
March 02, 2012 04:14AM - “I didn't realize the
whole Thanksgiving element,
Mr.
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November 24, 2011 08:54PM - “Emily Holleman is the
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November 04, 2011 09:32PM
Colony of Losers's Links
Surrounded#1: Freedom of speech, G20 and the Deaf Man
“More bullshit today?” I ask.
He nods, careful not to say anything about his brother’s trial that would break the Judge’s gag order and give the cops another excuse to harass his family.
“How you dealing with all this?” I ask.
“Pretty tired of it,” repl… Read full post »
Fear and Loathing at the G20
Alex Hundert was arrested June 26h, 2010. By June 27th, over 900 Canadians had been arrested with him. He has been in and out of jail ever since. As part of his bail conditions he has been denied the right to speak at demonstrations and even discuss… Read full post »
Barbershop of Horrors and November 3rd
I’m in a barbershop in Toronto wishing that I was in Halifax getting a hair cut from Phat. Phat is my Vietnamese master of bullshit barber who always promises his haircuts will get me laid. I’m fairly certain this haircut will not come with the same guarantee. I hate sitting t… Read full post »
What the hell is Urban Camping?
“No, seriously let’s go to the Commons,” I say. “Right now. I’ll make friends. I promise.”
My buddy gives me a look that means shut the fuck up but I cannot be stopped because I’ve had a coca cola and I don’t drink caffeine and I’m buzzing l… Read full post »
Surrounded#1: G20 and Canadians denied freedom of speech
“More bullshit today?” I ask.
He nods, careful not to say anything about his brother’s trial that would break the Judge’s gag order and give the cops another excuse to harass his family.
“How you dealing with all this?” I ask.
“Pretty tired of… Read full post »
Surrounded#1: G20 and Canadians denied freedom of speech
“More bullshit today?” I ask.
He nods, careful not to say anything about his brother’s trial that would break the Judge’s gag order and give the cops another excuse to harass his family.
“How you dealing with all this?” I ask.
“Pretty tired of… Read full post »
Michael George Kimber on Michael Gray Kimber
Several weeks ago, while checking to see if any bloggers had mentioned Colony of Losers I stumbled upon a mystery that shook me to the core. There was another Michael G Kimber from the UK and he wrote novels and poetry online. Which you can check out here. I couldn’t stop r/… Read full post »
American Monk sends me bullying letter, I reply
When I got fucked up I went looking for some sort of one step cure to end my anxiety.
Much of it is humiliating to recount.
I practiced mindfulness meditation on my floor while my roommates’ cat pawed at my face and wondered why this
… Read full post »The Year in Sanity: How writing made my demons dance
“It’s good to be making music again,” I say. “I don’t think we’ve done this since we free styled that song about sacrificing a virgin at that party. You know the night that guy smashed a glass on your face.”
Surprisingly we’ve done two songs… Read full post »
The Year in Sanity: How writing made my demons dance
“It’s good to be making music again,” I say. “I don’t think we’ve done this since we free styled that song about sacrificing a virgin at that party. You know the night that guy smashed a glass on your face.”
Surprisingly we’ve done two songs… Read full post »
I don’t own any Purple.
If I did I would be wearing it today in honor of Spirit Day.
I lack the clothes so instead I’m going to speak my mind on behalf of my LGBT friends. And the deep well of pain I feel when I
… Read full post »Words of an alcoholic
This isn’t a moral, it’s a man life, you can’t fit a
moral in a man’s life because there is only so much room
Our story is about thirty one well lit candles, our story begins at
twelve
He sits on a stoop, half fucked with a cigarette… Read full post »
Love Without Angels-The Song
The beginning of any relationship has that moment you share history. You learn about who lived in the heart you are trying to make a home and the ultimate realization that you don't live in fairytales and the past will have to be answered. My girlfriend lived more than I did… Read full post »
Open Salon.com: Help Me Make My Dreams Come True
The Colony of Losers has come together to help me make a video in promotion for the book.
In the age of social media, the internet is the church where we look to find our followers. Who tweet their prayers, who stumbleupon their psalms of binary code, and Youtube their… Read full post »
Lose My Job, Almost Lose My Girlfriend and Find My Sanity
Reprinted with permission from Halifax Magazine's October 3rd issue.
THE DAY THAT NO ONE COULD SAVE ME
An up-and-coming Halifax writer explains how a nervous breakdown
jumpstarted his career
By Michael Kimber
Editor’s Note: Michael Kimber is a 26-year-old journalism graduate who cre… Read full post »
The Cure: Book Proposal Gone Fucked
Sex, Drugs and Raoul: Taking Antidepressants
A lot of the moments where my life changed looked exactly the same.
My head slunked to my chest, eyes blurry from lack of sleep, my eight-year-old computer resting on my lap. People passing by didn’t realize that my friends and family were engaging in the titanic… Read full post »
Cure#20: LOVE IN HELL
Do you know what its like having to try to breath
I can remember when I couldn’t remember sleep
For days and weeks
When I was scared to death of it, because my mind which hated me wouldn’t leave
Michael Kimber was barely there, adapting to speak,… Read full post »
Falling in love without angels
Within an hour I knew my life had been irrevocably changed
Kissing with AC/DC’s You Shook Me All Night Long in the
background, karaoke gods seduced Bearly’s into tequila soaked
euphoria,
my tongue was in her mouth
Soon my head was on her pillow, after a manic run through the city where… Read full post »
Convenience store clerk with a college degree
My first job after my first degree was as a Convenience store clerk. This was slightly disappointing for me. However years of being a lazy spoiled brat made me have little confidence in my ability to get anything not given to me. As such I took the first job I was… Read full post »
At the age of 25, I had a nervous breakdown.
A combination of a genetic predisposition to anxiety and a generational predisposition to getting an arts degree and believing a future would lie at the end of it, lead me to panic in a world where the Great Capitalist experiment was… Read full post »
Permission to Panic
At the age of 25, I had a nervous breakdown.
A combination of a genetic predisposition to anxiety and a generational predisposition to getting an arts degree and believing a future would lie at the end of it, lead me to panic in a world where the Great Capitalist experiment is… Read full post »
Cure#19: My Sister Leaves The Colony
We are on our way back from family dinner in my sister Emily’s car. Her financee Greg is in the front seat, trying to find “America: Fuck Yeah” on a cd of novelty songs he keeps in the car.
I haven’t sleep very much in a long time and they are… Read full post »
OS: Poetry is when my soul thinks
fuck talk of fate, free will and destiny,
There has to be a reason for me, a love that echoes infinitely through my genealogy, time's arrow made with love and care by Cupid's infant hands,
as the human race took baby steps through time, space and lands
All/… Read full post »
OS: Why does the good die young?
Fuck fated plans
Man made the sands
Here we stand old man, neither of us will be young again
You walk with a cane and I talk with excuses
You did great things and now have no more to do but cease to be anything… Read full post »
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