First things first: Big deal, Varengo! You got all fucked up physically and mentally in the first months of 2022. So you've started a one-man campaign to make 2020 look like everybody's kind Aunt Jenny. My car stalls at traffic lights. We all got problems. There. Now all the people inclined towards having written me … Continue reading Hey, Y’all! A’memba me?
I use the term constantly now. "I gots the Covid." It's bad English and points to the author as problematic at best, but it's what Grand Funk once called "a natural fact." Not only true but there for all to see in prison-blue majesty. "Steer clear of him. He's sick." Of course, these are the … Continue reading When you gots the Covid…
My son, Evan, standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon, or for the conspiracy theorists, in a Hollywood backlot. I have not traveled in my life nearly as much as I would have liked. I've crossed the country, once by car when driving with my son home from Camp Pendleton in California. And that … Continue reading Road Tripping
Someone asked me, (okay it was a Bloganuary writing prompt, I don't actually know any real people), what I would tell my teenage self. What advice would I give? My actual teenage self There are several ways that conversation could go. An almost uncountable number of vectors it could veer down. None of them would … Continue reading My Teenage Self
So then, here we are, smack in the middle of "the holidays." Such a bizarre state of affairs to approach this season for the second year in a row with the pandemic trending upwards, and every day, more and more and more and more... everything else seems to be trending downwards. You know things like … Continue reading The Holidays
Sometimes, when you're an independent writer, you need to put a good deal of effort into promoting your work. You try to set up interviews, you do blog posts, mailing list promotions, all sorts of stuff. And then sometimes without really any effort things seem to fall into place. This is just a screenshot, alas, … Continue reading Listen to the wind blow…
See? I've brought proof! It is my happy duty to announce that Book 1 of the Cerah of Quadar series, A Dark Clock, is now available as an audiobook from Audible, and does it ever sound great! I am always amazed at the talent of my narrator, Aven Shore Narrating, and it is on display … Continue reading And… Release!
Every now and then by chance, my thinking once went, you meet someone who gets you. When you're a writer, and that person happens to be one of the most talented audiobook narrators in the business, one might say you've gotten the bonus plan. The upgrade to VIP status. First class, hot towels and everything. … Continue reading Coming to (New) Life
In 2009 I was beginning to move toward writing something of substance. A series of tough years had essentially reduced my writing output to two or three journal entries per year that consisted of essentially the same words every time: "I can't believe it's been [insert a ridiculously high number here] months since I've written … Continue reading Let Me Take You Back…
There are many kinds of quiet. They speak of the quiet of the grave, but I'm of the opinion that it could be noisy as hell in there, it's just the closest ears are on a dead guy. But it's probably not too noisy. A quiet night where I live is relatively quiet. Relative to … Continue reading Quiet