It’s midway through National Novel Writing Month, and things aren’t looking good for me this year. At this point, one should be at about 25,000
This is the album I’m currently listening to: It’s The Music of Cosmos, the soundtrack for Carl Sagan’s masterful PBS series from the early 80s.
Another day, another rejection. It looks like my goal of making my first professional sale this year isn’t going to happen. I currently have three
I’m a crappy writer. Every story I’ve ever written is crap. Even the ones that have been published. The editors who bought my stories were
For some reason, people often seem surprised when I tell them that I’m essentially a loner. I mean it. I guess I’m really good at
This has been a bad week. No, scratch that. It’s been a bad month. Ever since we returned from Ireland, it seems that I’ve spent
My wife pointed me to this: TIME.com: Interview: Neil Gaiman and Joss Wedon Two of my favorite creative geniuses together on the same… er, website.
The MP3 player that Jennifer gave me for my birthday last year has room for forty gigabytes worth of music; I’ve filled up about twenty-seven
Robert Bly, in his poem "Four Ways of Knowing", writes, "I usually ignore the other three / and learn by falling." Some force — God,
So the other night I had Evilpheemy, Cearalaith, and Craymore over for Session Two of "Incident at Mount Joyce", the Outer Darkness adventure that’s supposed
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