Nick Miller

Hi, I'm Nick Miller. I like to write things.

My debut novel, Isn't It Pretty To Think So?, will be released in 2012.

You can pre-order a copy from Amazon now.

Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers magically becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury.

It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps.

Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is “Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.” It’s nostalgia for studying abroad that one semester. Travel is realizing that “age thirty” should be shed of its goddamn stigma.  

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He obsesses over green tea but sometimes goes six months without drinking it. He hates shaving but sometimes he feels there is nothing better than a good shave. When he has a girlfriend, he is annoyingly committed. When he is single, he is annoyingly detached. He works out in a gym for two months and then avoids the gym for the next two. He owns the best cell phone on the market until it breaks and then he is phone-less for three months.  He used to read every business book he could get his hands on but now he thinks it’s all regurgitated, fucking garbage and refuses to ever read one again. He is paranoid of STDs but he has drunken bouts of unprotected sex. He hates himself in the morning but he seeks the same activity the next night.  

He likes being the center of attention in a crowded bar, but he loves being alone in the middle of an American nowhere.  He doesn’t call a nice girl back during the week but he drunkenly calls her ten times at 4 AM on a Saturday. He doesn’t want to live to be an old man but he invests money into a retirement account.  He describes himself as an animal lover, but he is first in line for a second serving of a juicy steak. He used to be a passionate little altar boy, but now he loathes everything about the Catholic Church. He is one step away from being an atheist, but he secretly wishes he was Jewish just for the camaraderie. He pontificates about openness and tolerance, but he initially despises every USC kid he meets.  

He hates his ex-girlfriend but he still masturbates to her. He wants to love a girl again but he also knows the truest sentence he has ever written is: “Once you fuck a girl, she becomes a real person- then it’s over.” He has crazy adventures with his boys, regrets having them, and then craves them all over again. He goes to bed believing he is a good writer but he wakes up thinking he is a terrible one.

Life is too banal the consistent way. Can you blame him?

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In August, I was asked to write a letter of recommendation for a friend who was applying to graduate school at Northwestern University.  I wrote this.  He found out recently that he was accepted with a scholarship.  His whole life is about to change.

I received a package recently from this newly announced grad school bound friend…  After curiously unclasping, my eyes landed on a beautiful vintage typewriter. I later came to know that it had been refurbished and repaired to a workable unit. I also came to know that the machine is the same model used by an iconic 20th century novelist known as Ernie to his friends.  This gesture is undoubtedly the most thoughtful I have ever known. I will treasure this gift until my last supper.

He may have believed that my letter was a positive influence on those that controlled his fate.  However, I still hold the contention that his superlative qualifications were enough to garner that stamp of approval.  Nonetheless,  congratulations my friend. The west coast is sad to see you go.

Lastly, one of my favorite parts of this gift was the cleverly typed message on the page within the typewriter that read: “Miller, may you channel your inner Hemingway…”

Beautiful…

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According to my friends, I am obsessed with Conor Oberst. My response to that assessment: absolutely.  I think he deserves to be considered among the greatest lyricists of our generation. A little emo? Eh, maybe. But listen to this song… Tell me he isn’t a fascinating poet…  Tell me he isn’t a long, full-bodied, toe-curling, butt tightening imagery orgasm…

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I was asked to write a letter of recommendation for one of my peers as he is applying to graduate school at Northwestern University. I was surprised and honored by the request. I hope that posting this on my blog doesn’t offend the subject of this letter. But more importantly, I hope my contribution will help his cause.  My letter:

Dear Sir or Madam:

I am writing this letter of recommendation on behalf of Jesse Young whom I have known both professionally and personally for the last eight years.  Mr. Young is a remarkable and sensational candidate for a graduate degree at the Medill School at Northwestern University.   In words slightly more biased but all the more meaningful, I believe that Mr. Young is unequivocally the quintessence of whom Medill University seeks in every imaginable capacity.   He has a profound and professional understanding of programming while also maintaining a deeply rooted love for journalism.   He has a very obvious respect and true appreciation for traditional media, but a recognizable fascination with using his skills to build applications that will seamlessly bridge the transition to new media.

I attended school with Mr. Young at the University of California, Berkeley.  I pursued areas of interest in the liberal arts while he slaved away with Electrical Engineering & Computer Sciences. The disparity between our educational path choices eventually became the driving force behind uniting us as partners in various projects and companies over the next 8 years.

We founded our first company together in our senior year of college called “The Heel Press” (www.heelpress.com). Mr. Young was the sole developer on the project and together we worked to build the company conceptually from the ground up.  Our vision, which was eventually executed successfully, was to create an online space for creative writers to share their work with the world while also having the opportunity to network with and learn from other like-minded creatives.

As our user base was growing, so was the debate over the status of traditional print media. Was it dying? Was it already dead?  Mr. Young made it his passion to be very much a part of that conversation. He became noticeably well versed on all layers of the argument and I became a first hand witness to the revelation of a skilled engineer trapped in a journalist’s body.

Jesse wanted to be the publisher of beautiful and original content. He wanted to connect talented people to other talented people.  He wanted people to read incredible work. He wanted to inspire others to create incredible work.  Mr. Young was able to accomplish all those things because he is a goal-oriented leader who approaches his vision with the perfect balance of passion and efficiency.  It was a very meaningful journey and Mr. Young was an indispensable contributor to the development of a platform that enabled conversations across the globe.

Business models, ideas, concepts, visions, and projections, all of these, are susceptible to variability as time goes on and the landscape changes.  However, I can say with greatest stroke of confidence that the leadership, discipline, organization, focus, and passion that Mr. Young brings to the table in the mission to be extraordinary has never changed and will likely never change.  He possesses an unwavering devotion to his craft and his most outstanding talent above all others previously described is undoubtedly his hunger to create something remarkable and noteworthy to share with the world.

On a more personal level, Jesse and I have spent hours talking about Philip Roth’s American Pastoral or Jeffrey Eugenides’ Middlesex. AnythingHaruki Murakami will keep us going for hours. We even had the pleasure of seeing Murakami speak in person (goosebumps flourishing from start to finish).

Jesse is impassioned and fascinated by the wondrous opportunities of HTML 5. But in the next breadth, one can only notice his fascination with the different business models used by the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal as the debate continues in the newspaper industry.

Even to this day, one of my fondest memories with Jesse is attending a small talk by Paul Graham in a not so crowded UC Berkeley classroom as Graham shared his inspiring perspective on the world of startups.

I can say, Sir or Madam, with utmost sincerity and conviction that Jesse Young is the most notable programmer/journalist hybrid I know.  He will be a wonderful addition to the Medill School at Northwestern University.

Sincerely,

His friend. His past business partner. His hopeful future business partner.

-Nick Miller

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