General Thoughts

So I Turned Myself to Face Me

First, because he caught the sentiment in a bottle: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbnJo88kuP8 Another year has clicked away. This one starts with a few changes for me.  But there's one, regarding my writing, I have to announce now. As far as the IRS is concerned, I am a freelance writer.  Yep. Self-employment taxes start if you earn $400… Continue reading So I Turned Myself to Face Me

General Thoughts · Inspiration

In the Heat of the Sun: Desert Noir

Film noir. Two words which conjure images of unshaven men in fedoras, dangerous women in evening dresses, rain-slicked back alleys in America's cities, and... prospectors in California mining towns? And yet, I'm starting to find the arid lands outside of the great noir settings hold just as many people making bad decisions in a desperate… Continue reading In the Heat of the Sun: Desert Noir

General Thoughts · Inspiration

Babooshka & Delirium’s Mistress at Tea

Often, when I write, it's downstairs on the couch. Usually there's a cat attempting to knock my iPad out of its Qwertkey keyboard. Often there's sun spilling through the blinds. But always there's something playing on YouTube. Usually, it's music. Today, it was about music. I threw on a 2014 BBC documentary on Kate Bush… Continue reading Babooshka & Delirium’s Mistress at Tea

General Thoughts · Inspiration · Uncategorized

This Was Not the Corporate Dystopia I Was Promised

The other title for this post is "We Need The Punk In Cyberpunk Now." Recent events has me thinking on a big influence on my formative years: the literature and the aesthetic of cyberpunk. While many grew up with images of the space age, with (white, western) humanity cementing its manifest destiny among the stars,… Continue reading This Was Not the Corporate Dystopia I Was Promised

General Thoughts · Writing

I’ve Seen The Future, Brother, It Is Murder

I couldn't help but bring Leonard Cohen into this. He's one of the many artists whose loss gouged great wounds in our hearts. But Leonard's poetry will live on in everyone he's touched, and in every story he's inspired. This month's post is about the future. It's about two different futures, though. One is personal… Continue reading I’ve Seen The Future, Brother, It Is Murder