Tag: writing

  • Blog Move

    Blog Move

    Hey all! I’m announcing exciting news! The blog, in all it’s randomness, is moving solely to Substack. The website will still be here, but the look will change in the next week or so, and the blog archive will be behind a static page for me the author and artist. I hope you join me…

  • On Wednesdays

    On Wednesdays

    and special book release days, I have a newsletter at Substack. So, if you don’t want the daily blogs (because yes, even if it’s light and frothy, I plan to blog daily from here out) then go ahead and subscribe there. Or if you’d like to support my writing financially, you can do that there,…

  • Calculated Writing

    Calculated Writing

    and not the kind of writing you may be thinking of. I haven’t been writing non-fiction for… a while. I miss the deep dives into a research topic, and then pulling it together into a cohesive whole. On the other hand, the time to get stuck into a topic well enough to produce a cohesion,…

  • A long story

    A long story

    Well, technically eleven thousand words still falls into short story range. But given that I wrote ten thousand of those words in the last three days, I’m pretty pleased with myself. I have the writing brain back online, and fully operational. Between delivering the Flipped Tropes anthology shorts, the Space Cowboys short, and now getting…

  • No, it’s not Nano time

    No, it’s not Nano time

    Nearly done with N’inktober, so far, I haven’t missed a day. Some days were better than others, but understanding how I could do a month of daily art without a hiccup, when so many on the art feeds struggle for this… requires a look at what I do on a routine basis. I make art…

  • Good Monday

    Good Monday

      And a good Monday to you, my friend. May it be a productive one, and over quickly.  I have a couple of things this morning, but I don’t have a lot of time to write much… because I am writing. I broke the long dry spell of three months (that’s a long spell for…

  • Porch Musing

    Porch Musing

      The First Reader and I were sitting on the front porch sipping coffee and waking up, when I started quizzing him on military colloquialisms. He rubbed a hand over his face, standing his hair on end, blinked at me, and pointed out he’d only technically been in S4.  See, this is why I need…

  • An Emotional Artifact

    An Emotional Artifact

      This is the stillness after the storm. My mind is both very full of thoughts and feelings, and oddly empty. I’m supposed to be doing a half-dozen things right now, but instead I sat down to… write some more?  There’s a hole in my brain at the moment. It’s vaguely book-shaped. When they say…

  • Motivation Acquisition

    Motivation Acquisition

      I’ve had trouble recently with motivation. I’ve been tired, stressed, and generally discombobulated. My sister and I had an exchange – part of a thread that led to me happily cartooning dragons for friends and procrastinating housework in favor of making folks smile a little – where I asked her if she’d share her…

  • I’m not a Poet, and I Know It

    I’m not a Poet, and I Know It

      Misha Burnett, on the other hand, is. A gifted poet. He’s written a series on poetry for the fiction author I think is well worth the time if you have the inclination to romance the language as you write. I do. Also, if you want some samples of the man’s talent, you should check…

  • Practicing Dictation

    Practicing Dictation

      So I was away from home over the weekend, which was highly conducive to things like relaxation, plotting with my Evil Muse, and reading. Funny how you can focus on the pleasures of life when there aren’t, say, a sink full of dishes and teens calling your name.  I read through – it’s a…

  • On the Road

    On the Road

      Traveling down to Kentucky with the First Reader today. Ostensibly it’s to visit family and give a little respite to a caregiver. However, I intend to milk it for all it’s worth. It’s rare, these days, I get to enjoy hours at a time in a small box-on-wheels with my Evil Muse. I have…