I still remember standing in the doorway of the bookstore. Blue carpet stretched out under my feet. Above me, the sandy stone archways of the former cathedral now supported chandeliers and signs and at least one wooden ship with brass fittings and a golden sails. Ten foot tall bookshelves made from old oak mingled with… Continue reading Pandora Sands, or the Dream Author
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Embrace the Weird
Last year, my fiancee and I watched True Detective with rapt attention. The mix of two outstanding performances by Woody Harrelson and Matthew McConaughey, the multiple levels of mystery and the deeply embedded sense of weirdness caught us right away. That very first episode, the Lynchian images of the first serial killer victim said we… Continue reading Embrace the Weird
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
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
Coyote Lessons
Once upon a time, Coyote fancied himself a teacher. He saw a young boy who had trouble learning things - lessons wouldn't stick. They slipped from his head, like water off of rocks. And all the teachers in the world stamped away with frustration. "How do we get through to him?" So Coyote said, "Hey,… Continue reading Coyote Lessons
Biomechanoid Blues 