Not a “Plan” So Much As a “Pl…”
It occurs to me that writing is not enough. Nobody told me there was more to it than the ideal of sitting in a log cabin in the woods banging out words on an old typewriter — or more in … Continue reading →
The Sweater is the Key
As promised, here is probably the most ridiculous story I have ever written. I refer you again to the highly acclaimed portrait of Wil Wheaton astride a Unicorn Pegasus Kitten while John Scalzi-Ork looks on (shown below).  Enjoy. Ridicule. Laugh. … Continue reading →
The Perfect Story
This has been a rather surreal week of ups and downs, confidence and nerves, ego-boosting praise and near-puke-inducing slams. Wolf Bait was up for critique at my online writers workshop, Critters. The critiques ranged the spectrum from telling me how … Continue reading →
Party Like It’s the End of the World
This is my corner o’ honesty, so we’re going to throw a little pity party. Please stop at the ridiculous hat table on your way in. Note the violins playing in the background, and feel free to sample the tasteless … Continue reading →
Sometimes it IS Lupus
Fear not, Accountability Rangers, my blogging silence is not a sign of inactivity — not this time, anyway. I just finished (and submitted) a new project. A couple of weeks ago, John Scalzi posted a contest on his blog, Whatever. … Continue reading →