So trying to write to the blog daily while doing all the other things that happen in life on a typical day, as I wrote about yesterday, can put a lot of pressure on a person. And then you have days where shit like this happens: And suddenly you have a new activity you have… Continue reading A note about cadence
Balancing it all
This is a short entry because it's getting late and I should shower and get to bed soon. I'm only getting to this after walking the dog, a day at the office, making my girls' dinner (warming up dinner really), driving the dad taxi for one daughter, walking the dog, spending time with my other… Continue reading Balancing it all
A dearth of ideas
At this stage, ideas for stories, characters, and settings are still rare and precious things that flit through the cave of my mind and are gone if I don’t catch them immediately. At this point though, most of the ideas I’ll probably catch (to stick with the analogy) are probably not the highest quality. What… Continue reading A dearth of ideas
Oscar and the Easter Bunny
It's Easter morning and while I had our new dog out for a walk at the crack of dawn, we spotted a rabbit. He, of course, pulled and pulled wanting nothing other than to go after it. The timing of seeing a rabbit on Easter morning gave me the inspiration for a story, so after our… Continue reading Oscar and the Easter Bunny
Feel the burn
Back in the fall of 2016, I decided that I was out of shape. I hadn’t ever been much of an athlete, but I had the urge to get in shape. I took a wind trainer, a device to which you attach any road bike that turns it into a stationary bike, and set it… Continue reading Feel the burn
Not all is lost
So if my last post sounded self-pitying, I should qualify it by saying that this past winter I sold a short story to a forthcoming anthology. Go me! it's due out later this year in December and is set in Julie Czerneda's excellent Trade Pact universe. I'm really looking forward to seeing it in print.… Continue reading Not all is lost
Starting all over again
I'm on a quest this spring to regain my creativity. At some point in the past few years, I feel I abandoned it along the side of life's road. It's probably there, looking forlorn and possibly shivering. At least I hope it hasn't wandered off to die in the wilderness. That would be horrible. It… Continue reading Starting all over again
