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Really, when I'm not cooking, all I wanna do is garden
Compost: it's like the home-made stock of the gardening world. Needs time and ingredients, and it pretty much does the work itself ( Read more... ) -
Thursday is a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort
Back ago in the olden times, a friend was having a party. "Chaz," she said, "can you make dessert for thirty?" Sure, I could. So I invented my creme brulee double surprise [spoiler: the custard is chocolate, and underneath are the world's most perfect preserved cherries, which I used to buy loose from a giant jar in the Italian deli across town ( Read more... ) -
Ben's back. Again.
People, you won't believe this, but it's been twenty-one years since the first publication of Dead of Light. (My baby's old enough to drink legally in America! Snf!)
In due celebration of which, we have published new anniversary editions of both Dead of Light and his nineteen-year-old baby brother Light Errant. Here is the Kindle edition of Dead ( Read more... ) -
A number of things make a Sunday post
Sunday: it's not really a placeholder, neither a bookmark. We are not marching on the spot here ( Read more... ) -
If I medicine you, you'll know that you've been medicin'd...
Unaccountably, we are having a big party on Monday (for my half-birthday, oh, and America). There will be 1776 and Paint Your Wagon, there will be foods and alcohols and friends and fun of all kinds. All of them ( Read more... ) -
In which I hold forth about process, mine, other writers not for the use of...
Tony Ballantyne invited me to contribute to his monthly "How Writers Write" feature, and I seem to have gone on at length, a bit... -
A man elsewhere
Reposted, as it happens, from elseweb ( Read more... ) -
Dear Daybook:
Today I have polished and sent away the first 10K of my space opera attack novel, now indeed to be known as OVERSIGHT; and also "Ashes to Ashes", the short story for the David Bowie memorial anthology (which is also a bar story, a space-bar story, despite its own denials: "It's not a bar, though you can certainly get a drink. And pay for it. Parry ( Read more... ) -
I may be a genius of cocktails
It's a hot day hereabouts, and I was mixing myself a standard Dark & Stormy, according to the Jeannie recipe - rum, lime juice, ginger beer over ice - when it occurred to me that I would shortly be gathering mint from the garden for dinner; and I thought, "Oh, wait a minute ( Read more... ) -
It's Chaz all the way down, alas...
Apparently - who knew? - I can be driven to a con, do a panel, have lengthy in-depth conversations with friends alongside a lot of casual interactions, have lunch with m'wife and dinner with herself and a crew of friends, browse the dealers' room and art show, yadda yadda, all that stuff one does at cons - and still write 2K+ of current SF space- ( Read more... )