I was born and raised in Staten Island, New York. But, have been traveling since I graduated high school, to join the army. I have not yet settled down nor found a physical place to call home. Not as of yet, but soon, and in due time.
What is the greatest thing about the place you call home?
Home for me, has easily become the place where I rest my head. Just a familiar place, that I’ve become comfortable with time. Staying only long enough to afford a change. The “greatest thing”, would have to be, no matter where I am in the world; I feel an inner peace and internal struggle, having a battle of conflicting ideologies that help guide me in creating everything that I write.
What turns you on creatively?
Creatively, I get “turned on”, from listening to almost any type of music, watching a movie, reading a book, face to face conversations, foregoing certain life experiences, and also while working out or running. Sometimes, and it’s almost annoying, but either sleeping and waking in a rush to write something down, as well as having to stop working out, just to write down a few lines, or sometimes paragraph after paragraph of an intense writing session. Like a wild fire engulfing a forest, sometimes the words just keep flowing. Sometimes also, I’ll be driving and have a good idea, that I want to put on paper, but have to keep reciting it over and over in my mind, so I don’t forget it. Essentially I want to say, writing is primarily about perspective and an alternative means of interpreting a variegated rapid influx of information. Art is art in every shape form and way. It can and will be interpreted in a variety of angles and different degrees, by different people, from different walks of life. I’m merely writing about my own walk of life.
What is your favorite word, and can you use it in a poetic sentence?
The Darkness is most readily defined,
without any passing light or shine in sight.
It’s transpired an unkind blind sign,
Contrived a frightful ride or restless plight.
Derived hindsight’s, locked and tied in a bind, a timeless quiet night.
With no where to hide, yet still realized, a life writhing alive, unable to cry.
What is your pet peeve?
I am both a Capricorn, and have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. So while I do hold a lot of things in, I do have quite a few things that tend to get under my skin. Mostly, I can’t stand laziness, ignorance, and last but not least, using words with no regard to their actual meaning. A lot of people tend to use words with heavy weight, lightly. Such as the words love and hate. Certain words have very powerful meanings, but aren’t used as such.
What defines Criss Tripp?
My writing defines me, just like I define my writing. I live to experience life, only to immortalize my thoughts, by bleeding in black and white. The process is cyclical, inherent in every writer, and artist.