Waen Shepherd 

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Waen Shepherd
waenshepherd.com is dedicated to the life and work of the actor, writer, comedian and composer Waen Shepherd. Conceived by that very same person as a means by which he might boast about his achievements while also making it painfully plain how little he has actually achieved, it is an autobiographical hub from which the reader might explore the life and work of the author, at the risk of discovering that there is nothing really worth exploring. It is therefore an undertaking of enormous hubris and intense self-flagellation, which has been and continues to be both an immense joy and a tremendous disappointment. Waen has rarely taken such delight and such discomfort in droning on and on about himself. The reasons he did it and continues to do it are manifold, and manifestly dull. On the surface, it is a nicely-arranged collection of semi-informative and mildly egocentric encyclopedia entries, interspersed with elements of infomercial, shopfront and job application. Underneath, it is a bittersweet assortment of dashed hopes and desperation, coupled with crywank-levels of violent narcissism and ineffectual posturing. It has the potential to become a glorious monument of indescribable vanity, or an excruciating artifact of everlasting shame, which gives it hypothetical creative power. But it will probably be neither, which ultimately makes it weak. It is also unfinished, and will always be unfinished. At least while he’s alive. If he’s no longer alive, he’s deeply, deeply sorry that he wrote this sentence, and he hopes it didn’t make you cry. Just remember that he loves you, and everything will be OK. Oh and yes he did copy the design of this site from a template provided in the web design software. It’s supposed to be a website for a pub.
Waen Shepherd 

ABOUT THIS SITE

A LINE OF SUBHEADING TEXT
waenshepherd.com is dedicated to the life and work of the actor, writer, comedian and composer Waen Shepherd. Conceived by that very same person as a means by which he might boast about his achievements while also making it painfully plain how little he has actually achieved, it is an autobiographical hub from which the reader might explore the life and work of the author, at the risk of discovering that there is nothing really worth exploring. It is therefore an undertaking of enormous hubris and intense self- flagellation, which has been and continues to be both an immense joy and a tremendous disappointment. Waen has rarely taken such delight and such discomfort in droning on and on about himself. The reasons he did it and continues to do it are manifold, and manifestly dull. On the surface, it is a nicely-arranged collection of semi-informative and mildly egocentric encyclopedia entries, interspersed with elements of infomercial, shopfront and job application. Underneath, it is a bittersweet assortment of dashed hopes and desperation, coupled with crywank-levels of violent narcissism and ineffectual posturing. It has the potential to become a glorious monument of indescribable vanity, or an excruciating artifact of everlasting shame, which gives it hypothetical creative power. But it will probably be neither, which ultimately makes it weak. It is also unfinished, and will always be unfinished. At least while he’s alive. If he’s no longer alive, he’s deeply, deeply sorry that he wrote this sentence, and he hopes it didn’t make you cry. Just remember that he loves you, and everything will be OK. Oh and yes he did copy the design of this site from a template provided in the web design software. It’s supposed to be a website for a pub.
Waen Shepherd