The Challenges of Conflicting Emotions

I haven’t blogged in about a week.  The reason is that I’m diligently working on wrapping up Jake Lasater’s first novel.  I have a handful of chapters to go, a full-on edit and then a typo edit, with some peer-review mixed in for good measure. However, as folks in my writing group last night went … Read more…

Strong Women in Fiction

I’ve been meaning to write this for about a week now.  I finally got to sit down on my back porch, kick back with the laptop in an old, fairly beat up Lazy Boy and get some writing done, so no more interruptions will let me finish this little bit of anecdote. As you may … Read more…

The Dogma of Adverbs

A friend of mine recently posed a question about whether the use of adverbs was appropriate in writing or not.  This was my reply: Words, like anything else, are simply tools to be applied at the right time to the right task.  As writers, deliberately forgoing a particular word or class of words eliminates a … Read more…

That Last Mile

I’ve been talking about it for some time now, but the truth is I hadn’t actually been able to focus on it since around the end of May.  It’s funny, as a writer and a day-gig-go-getter and a self-promoter and a home-owner and a part-time political activist and a gamer and a short fiction writer … Read more…

Avoiding Digital Cataclysms and Loyalty

I’m a writer, so digital files are my meat ‘n taters.  I access my writing and work files from a laptop, a personal workstation, and a couple of servers at my day gig.  Rather than carrying a thumb drive with me that has everything, I use a service called DropBox. Now, this may sound like … Read more…

Of Mysteries and Dogtracks

For each dawn is the curtain rising on yet another new mystery.  Assume nothing, for no one knows the future, regardless of what you’ve been told. However, on the outside chance you can see the future, gimme a call.  There are a few dog tracks I’d like to take you too.  I’ll buy you lunch … Read more…

Sunday Groove With Demigods

A sunny and cloudy Sunday afternoon with gray skies and soothing gaps of blue.  The occasional thunderclap rolls down upon us from the heavens, and my back porch—my sanctuary—is as comfortable as you can imagine.  Dubstep feeds into my brain through headphones, a breeze dances over my skin, and the air is warm. I’m wrapping … Read more…

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