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The Character With My Name
I didn’t intend to write two memoirs; writing about “my life” was something I’d never considered. I wrote and published a book about living out of a van for year (No Signal), but that was more about an experience— And then my father had a stroke in early 2025. I started thinking about the past and then a few months had passed and I’d written several hundred pages. I was writing about my life…but I wasn’t— I was witnessing this character with my name who did things I remember
Izaak David Diggs
Jul 133 min read


F*** You, Lewy Body Dementia
It’s a lovely day, a lovely day Weatherman said right around eighty Everyone smiles in the training films See the scenes lit for beauty There’s doughnuts in the break room Morning programs where everyone laughs An old man in Wisconsin frozen tears Dead in his chair cause he couldn’t keep on the gas I’m on the fast track, my friend On the fast track to a bad end It’s a lovely day, a lovely day A lovely day to drop dead 300k in a 401k and it’s all okay Fuck you, Lewy Body Demen
Izaak David Diggs
Jul 112 min read


The Second Memoir is now available!
I am pleased to announce my second book of memoirs, See The Stars They're Shining Bright, is now available on Amazon. If you enjoyed The Bad Kids this new book picks up where it left off with me starting high school. Here's a brief synopsis: Growing up isolated on a hill, Izaak re-invents himself as "David" to survive high school. The next fifteen years of bands, heartbreak, and false starts slowly teach him that the only life he can live is his own. Here's where you can find
Izaak David Diggs
Jul 71 min read


The Buick of Peril
The Valiant was replaced by a 1960 Buick LeSabre Mom bought for $500. Unlike the Plymouth, the key didn’t start it, the gas pedal did. That was a handy piece of information. When Norman and my mother went on a trip somewhere, I would surreptitiously take that mammoth Buick for a drive. The keys were always left in the cars when up on the Hill, there was no one around to steal them— Aside from certain teenaged boy. The brakes on the Buick were not trustworthy; I found that
Izaak David Diggs
Jun 172 min read
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