Scott lives in Brooklyn, where he works as a journalist and writer.

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When she left, the only tangibles that didn’t go with her were an old gray T-shirt she liked to sleep in, a fluorescent green toothbrush, and a black hair tie. Initially you though[...]
First dates are like interviews. At least in my experience. Every halfway decent one I’ve ever been on is a volley of questions, as if both parties are reporters and the person acr[...]
One time a middle-aged man I had never seen before walked straight through my apartment’s front door while I was standing by my stove, cooking stir-fry in a wok. I was completely n[...]
I knew it was a possibility that Taylor Swift was a little bit crazy before I met her. She’d become reputable for writing a song about everyone she broke up with, and the narrative[...]
Recently, I had a conversation with a friend about what some relationship-defining terms really mean. “Like, what in the fuck am I supposed to think when you tell me you’re ‘talkin[...]
After my friend’s boyfriend broke up with her recently, I asked what I could do to help. “You could push me into oncoming traffic,” she said. “Come on. Being single isn’t that bad,[...]
The following is an excerpt from Scott Muska’s piece for Cartel III (Fall, 2012), which can be purchased for $2.99 as an Amazon Kindle e-book or as a PDF. *** I walked into t[...]
Sometimes, when people use clichés, I think, “That was a horrible choice of words, because that doesn’t really make sense.” But I tend to nod and move along without comment because[...]
I started writing for FlipCollective 10 months ago and until recently I had been hitting my marks and getting something posted every week. But then, as you may have noticed if you’[...]
Half a year ago my doctor diagnosed me with a moderate case of depression and anxiety. This wasn’t great news, but it wasn’t a surprise either. After months of feeling mostly like [...]
On Thursday night, Chad and I decided we would start our weekend after work on Friday with some food in Chinatown, because if you begin a three-day stretch with pure and unbridled [...]
First dates are the best. Each one offers the opportunity for something meaningful and lasting – or, at the very least, a one night stand, which is pretty cool. Other times, howeve[...]