So, November. NaNoWriMo month. Alas, it's also the month I was hit with a really awful chest/throat cold which turned me into a virtual hermit for weeks on end. So no NaNoWriMo events for me; no writing in the company of others lest I pass along this dread disease. Instead, I've been revising stories and… Continue reading National Novel Chainsaw Month
Category: Writing
On the World Fantasy Convention
Warning! There is Mr. Earbrass style hand-wringing in this post. Should you be of a sensitive nature, or just don't want to deal with it, please close the browser window right now! With that said, I've decided to break up my thoughts into a few large bullet points. This year, WFC shared its conference facilities… Continue reading On the World Fantasy Convention
Capclave 2014
A week has passed, and I'm still a little buzzed about Capclave. Our small-town convention returned to a relatively normal size after the great George RR Martin machine passed through last year. This year the guests were Paolo Bacigalupi, Holly Black and Genevieve Valentine. Overall, this was a lovely conference. At no point did the… Continue reading Capclave 2014
Closing the Bag of Doom
"As I cause the chains I forged in life To shatter on the floor. - "Crime Scene Part One" from Black Love. I completed a difficult story today; one which pulled from ugly source material, but which demanded writing. The Afghan Whigs provided a soundtrack. Greg Duli's vocals carried me into old hallways, and helped… Continue reading Closing the Bag of Doom
And Thus Went London
In truth, I should say London, Cardiff and Edinburgh. But for this, my journal of things writerly and creative, I'm going to focus on two areas: Edinburgh's Fringe Festival, and LonCon3. I've chosen to represent Edinburgh with this image taken from the Devil's Advocate. Very nice pub hidden away in Devil's Close. Love places like… Continue reading And Thus Went London
I Believe in Blast Mancheese
I have an idea for a short story, but it's a terrible one. So I'm writing it out over here. Just bits and bobs, for the purposes of exorcising it. *** The story opens with our rocket scientist hero, blonde and muscular as all true heroes must be, arguing with politicians. The Martians have… Continue reading I Believe in Blast Mancheese
Clocks, Gears and Life Between the Ticks
First, for those typewriter fans out there, try this Kickstarter project - the Qwerkywriter keyboard. I've backed it,and I hope it makes it through to production. Twenty days have clicked by since my last entry. "Dreams in the Satan House" has undergone a revision and is now with an alpha reader. I hope to give… Continue reading Clocks, Gears and Life Between the Ticks
Stories, Balticon, Horrors & Graciousness
Story first: I had this image of a commando-like raid into a dilapidated housing unit. Heavy action emphasis, security bearing down. Big reveal in the end is the raid is to covertly fix heaters and air conditioning. Opposition is private security hired by building owners to keep homes in a state of disrepair so the… Continue reading Stories, Balticon, Horrors & Graciousness
Dreams in the Satan House – Short Story Idea
I had to write this out before it completely vanished. As I was dozing on the Metro this morning, I thought back to the Satan House - an abandoned house back in the early 90's just off of MacArthur boulevard near Glen Echo, MD. Art students took it upon themselves to decorate the place with… Continue reading Dreams in the Satan House – Short Story Idea
And This Happened
It's official and validated, in all senses. Admittedly, my overall goal was fairly low, but the fact was able to crank out 1000 words every hour-long writing session showed me I can reach a competitive word count. I'm not sure if the real beast in November will be quite as gracious, but it's smaller cousin… Continue reading And This Happened
Biomechanoid Blues 