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Kameron+

Dec 5, 2025

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3 min read

Kameron+

At night Kameron would pull up outside my house, leave his truck running, text me, and wait for me to crawl out the second-story window.

Issac+

Nov 23, 2025

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5 min read

Issac+

You thought about rain and swaying trees; the way the world looks right after a storm: gray and slightly shaken, but still whole.

Louis+

Nov 19, 2025

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3 min read

Louis+

At night we’d hang out at the park behind his house, drinking IPAs and tossing rocks at the tennis court fencing until he got bored and went home to have sex.

Jordan or a musing on friendship and relationships

Nov 16, 2025

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3 min read

Jordan or a musing on friendship and relationships

In the summer we drive around, listening to Remember Sports, and searching for a reasonably priced second-hand keyboard so you can pick up a new hobby. Here, the summers stretch on for far too long: the bare blue sky hanging over our heads with quiet contempt.

plants and songs

Nov 6, 2025

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4 min read

plants and songs

At 32, I’ve been spending more time buying and caring for plants. I’ve got 30+ or so scattered around my house now, and I’ll probably grab more as these start to die or wilt or move on to the next cycle of their lives.

Thoughts on a failed story: Big Bend

Oct 25, 2025

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12 min read

Thoughts on a failed story: Big Bend

Part one, because this story is pretty long.

An assortment of thoughts on recent consumptions

Oct 7, 2025

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6 min read

An assortment of thoughts on recent consumptions

Nothing substantial, carry on

Over drinks - V2

Sep 8, 2025

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3 min read

Over drinks - V2

Over hazy IPAs that tasted like too much experimentation, I told him about the first and second men I ever loved.

Over drinks - V1

Sep 4, 2025

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2 min read

Over drinks - V1

Over drinks, I told you about the first and second men I ever loved. How the first broke my world open and the second pieced it back together.

Dispatches from weeks 5 - 7 of a writing workshop.

Aug 28, 2025

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10 min read

Dispatches from weeks 5 - 7 of a writing workshop.

I’ve been using this newsletter/blog/whatever you might call it less and less lately, primarily because I’m devoting all of my writing energy to the writing course I’m taking. Anyway, here’s what the last few weeks have looked like.

Four weeks of a writing course

Jul 31, 2025

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8 min read

Four weeks of a writing course

I started a 10-week writing course a few weeks ago. Joining a writing class is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. I had high hopes of finding something in Austin that met in person, but honestly, there weren’t many good options.

4 for 4

Jul 2, 2025

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9 min read

4 for 4

I spend the early summer watching reruns of King of the Hill and swimming in other people’s pools. In the afternoon, the sun hangs around forever, baking everything in an endless wave of heat and dust and shame. I try and keep cool by hanging out inside or drinking bad beers at bars with funky aesthetics and custom-crafted illustrations for their beer cans.

Three snippets

Jun 10, 2025

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8 min read

Three snippets

real, fake, and real again.

4 for a sleepless night/morning

May 8, 2025

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5 min read

4 for a sleepless night/morning

At night I dream of returning home from somewhere foreign. I’m not sure where I am: Seattle or Portland, the whole thing’s fuzzy. In this dream I am running from someone. I am all big conversations and repressed feelings.

hi again

May 1, 2025

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4 min read

hi again

In therapy we talk about endings and beginnings, read short stories that I’ve written, and ponder over when I’ll eventually stop coming. We are working towards a final project: a bit of writing in which I envision four variations of my self, split across the timelines, all meeting together for one conversation.

Tuesday

Mar 25, 2025

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4 min read

Tuesday

In the morning, wrapped in blankets and the warm safety of each other you ask me to marry you and, sheepishly I agree. This is not a proposal, at least in the traditional sense, but instead a conviction or admission of feeling.

4 short stories about loving people

Mar 13, 2025

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5 min read

4 short stories about loving people

You write music about your ex who left for San Francisco, hoping that with the right amalgamation of metaphor and meaning you can get him to apologize for things he never knew he did wrong.

Ten sentences

Mar 4, 2025

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6 min read

Ten sentences

I was listening to Maggie Rogers, folding clothes, and thinking about how close Z and I had been lately. It was the end of winter and already the harsh Texas sun was replacing the gray skies.

3 blah tidbits

Feb 26, 2025

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4 min read

3 blah tidbits

I’ve got three small snippets of writing, just to keep things flowing. But, before that two sincere requests for folks I’m closer with that read this.

A random assortment of things consumed & consuming me

Feb 22, 2025

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9 min read

A random assortment of things consumed & consuming me

I told Zach, “Hey this is just like Persona but without all the extra stuff” and by extra stuff I meant battles.

Bits from Small Rain & Why I Liked them

Feb 10, 2025

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10 min read

Bits from Small Rain & Why I Liked them

Last week I wrote some rambling thoughts about Small Rain and so this week I thought I’d just pull apart a lot of the bits I underlined and starred as I read through the novel.

Rambling thoughts on Small Rain

Feb 3, 2025

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8 min read

Rambling thoughts on Small Rain

When I read a book I have an almost pathological urge to assign it relevancy to my life. I look for the ways its structure or meaning folds into my own: its metaphors overlapping the facade of my own self discovery.

Snippets

Jan 30, 2025

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7 min read

Snippets

I felt the heat. My skin damp with sweat, my throat hoarse and dry, uncomfortably tightening and turning in and over on itself; attempting, in futility, to clear the ash from me.

Here's what I've been consuming so far in January (and maybe a little before that too)

Jan 16, 2025

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4 min read

Here's what I've been consuming so far in January (and maybe a little before that too)

some brief bits on what i've consumed in January, and maybe a little before that too.

five for the new year

Jan 13, 2025

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5 min read

five for the new year

My therapist tells me to be more delusional. “I have all sorts of people come in here,” he says. “Gold-medal Olympians, a woman writing a book, someone who just ran a marathon.

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