You know, I always feel self-conscious about talking about the mice in our house, as though people are outraged that I have mice in my house. Yet they aren’t. I think we’re moving into an endgame. I hope. The fight against the mice is hampered by the necessity to not actually kill them; killing them […]
I published my first story on Smashwords* yesterday. Woo hoo! There are some things I wanted to note about the story and the process, but I figured most people wouldn’t want to hear me blah blah about them. Where do you blah when you must blah and you have no other blah blah?** On your
I’ve talked about why failing so hard, why we aren’t failing enough, talent vs. hard work, and success. Not that I get a huge number of comments on a post or anything, but I got a lot fewer comments on the success post than I did on anything else. People like to talk smack about
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I’ve talked about why failing is so hard and that we need to give ourselves more opportunities to fail, if we’re going to succeed. I’ve talked about the idea that we need to be talented writers instead of hard workers and how useless it is. Now it’s time to talk about success. What is success?
I was talking to Lee last night and came to the conclusion that I’m having an affair with the ocean. Whenever I’m around it, it’s this magnetic presence that takes over my brain, as in, ocean ocean ocean did you know there was an ocean over there? I see the particular quality of sky that
Poem: Wrote “What You Call for Will Come” – 1 rejection, 1 rejection total. Short stories: Wrote: Blind Spot (SF) Creators of Small Worlds (H) In the Groves of Lord Satsuma (F/H) Published: The Business that Must Be Conducted in the Dark (SF/H) at Silverthought Rejections: 13 (Total submissions in last 12 months – 118,
This morning smelled wet, with frost on the rooftops. I was hoping for snow. It’s falling now. The snow is fine; it falls like a thick mist, but heavier and whiter. The further away you look, the paler everything gets. Snow on the car. Snow on the fallen leaves I haven’t cleaned up yet. Snow
Smart. Talented. Special. Gifted. Bright. Stupid. Unskilled. Ordinary. Average. Dull. If you’re not one, you must be the other, right? No: there’s a third set of descriptions that’s better than both of the ones above, and it goes like this: Hard worker. Dedicated. Pays attention. Asks questions. Practices. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I am going to
I suggested a review-swap with Chuck Wendig between Choose Your Doom: Zombie Apocalypse and his book Irregular Creatures, and, to my surprise, he agreed. A note: Chuck self-published Irregular Creatures as an e-book (even going so far as to commission the cover art from the excellent Amy Hauser). I am really impressed with the way he
I snuggled next to Rachael as she fell asleep last night. Falling asleep, she has the same rhythms as a thunderstorm in the distance. Overall, the weather is calm, but series of lightning bolts twitch across the sky, something running all the way across the clouds, sometimes flashing off in a tight group. She
