In recent years, the starving writer rarely encounters new opportunities for well-compensated publication. This is especially true in the Bay Area, where rent prices climb and creatives cower, as locally lauded publications like California College of the Arts’ Art Practical and Wolfman Books’ New Life Quarterly quietly fold out of financial necessity. So, when

As a lifelong Bay Area resident, I’ve always wanted to live in San Francisco. Luckily, I’ve finally been able to achieve that, and I’ve landed in one of the hardest to define neighborhoods in the City: SoMa.  SoMa stands for South of Market Street, so in terms of boundaries, its

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

TRIGGER WARNING The fireplace is crackling and an out of tune piano is being played by an underweight teenager. My body has been filled with anxiety for hours because I ran out of my medication. I haven’t been able to eat any solid foods and I’ve been opting for Kate

By Dee Dee Thompson When I decided to start freelance content writing back in December 2018, I’d just gotten fired from a sales role after only five weeks. Honestly, it was the best news ever (I hated that job), but I still worried about my finances and scrambled to find

Joseph DeAngelo. If you don’t know that name, you will soon enough. Yesterday, April 25th, 72 year old Joseph DeAngelo was arrested in connection with a cold case that rocked the Bay area for a decade from 1976 to 1986. For a decade, the man known as The Original Night

by Devin Holt Editor’s note: Most stories are made out of paragraphs that lead to the next paragraph. This fictional account of an email thread gone very, very wrong uses a slightly different format.                                

In this day and age of social media and being so busy it makes our heads spin, it’s nice to see that certain hobbies, which were once a thing of the past, are finally making a comeback. As a society, we are stressed out beyond belief. Taking the time to

Lavinia Ludlow got into writing because she couldn’t play ice hockey and didn’t have access to a punching bag. She writes about misfits, troubled relationships, and indy artists struggling to make it. Her style combines the three-chords-and-attitude charm of a garage band with the transatlantic wit of something more clever.