Deep Breaths
Not going to lie, it’s been a week. Might possibly have sold the house. We had a buyer come through twice in one day, last minute on both occasions. They are shopping our neighborhood, and our house has the most…
CAUTION: Here, there be politics.
I try, so very hard, to keep this space limited to what is happening my life as a father, husband, and author. I still live in the world right now, and the world is growing more and more outrageous by…
The Reward of Stone – Part 1
Hard to believe that I’m now at 130 posts. It feels like yesterday that I sat down to write the first of the short stories on yon blogge: Dead in the Water. I’d like to think I’ve come a long…
Cyberpunk Blues – Part 9
Yesterday I mentioned the issue I had found with editing, right? This morning, upon waking up after something like 15 hours of sleep (double sedatives for the lose), my wife informed me that we will have a babysitter this week,…
On Situations…
Tomorrow’s post will be going in a new direction. It will also be longer, to compensate for lack of post yesterday due to napageddon. I feel like I’ve gone down some strange rabbit holes with Cyberpunk Blues, and I don’t…
Cyberpunk Blues – Part 8
Been an absolutely obnoxious last few days. Glad today has decided to calm down a fair bit. My family did me the solid of lending me a lawn mower to take care of the yard. Mine did me the discourtesy…
Cyberpunk Blues – Part 7
Been awhile since I’ve felt so attached to a project. Really enjoying where this is leading me. In other news, I continue to have… difficulties. This morning our house went on the market. In order to do so, we need…
Cyberpunk Blues – Part 6
Still love where I’m going with this, so I’m gonna run with it. Been a tumultuous week. I know I say that a lot, but it’s very true this week. I posted about it Saturday, but I’m basically at the…
On the Raw: I am crap and this is crap, but I’m going to do it anyway.
Let’s face it: I’m not good at this. I’m a highly awkward, socially challenged, heavily medicated high school / college dropout. I have lots of ideas, but less training in the art of writing than your average baboon. I’m slightly…
Meatsuit Reroot – One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
Confession time. I’ve let myself go again. Big shock, right? I find my hook, and I keep finding ways to screw myself out of using it. I eat donuts like they were popcorn. I eat ice-cream like it’s going out…