I was doing so well with posting semi-regularly there for awhile. Then I got laryngitis of the fingers and couldn't think of anything even faintly amusing to say. Well. Partly because all my creative energies have been turned toward this writing endeavor I'm taking seriously again after ... five years? Lord-a-mercy, when did I get this old ( Read more... )

I got off at 6 a.m. and I am STILL AWAKE. Because I am writing more of the Great American Werewolf Novel.

No, really.

I woke up at 4:30 p.m. and thought I would have time to write this bit that I've been pondering, and look at shoes online, and cook and eat dinner, and possibly watch a movie with Jimmy. Wrong. It adds a whole new facet of challenge writing the Great American Geektastic Werewolf Novel while simultaneously dodging the most persistent lap-/keyboard ( Read more... )

I think I figured out something important about my long-dormant-but-not-quite-dead werewolf story this morning on the way home from work. It feels right ...

"In measuring a circle, one begins anywhere." -- Charles Fort

We'll be brief: Hemingway once wrote a story in just six words ("For sale: baby shoes, never worn.") and is said to have called it his best work. So we asked sci-fi, fantasy, and horror writers from the realms of books, TV, movies, and games to take a shot themselves."Longed for him. Got him. Shit." - Margaret Atwood ( Read more... )

I must see this, because of this.

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Add to the list of my favorite words: lackadaisical.

"Your three-year-old and your work in progress teach you to give. They teach you to get out of yourself and become a person for someone else. This is probably the secret to happiness. So, that's one reason to write. Your child and your work hold you hostage, suck you dry, ruin your sleep, mess with your head, treat you like dirt, and then you ( Read more... )