I just got sad that I can't play piano.

Mind you, I've never tried. And I live with a classically-trained pianist who would love nothing more than to tell me what I'm doing wrong and smack my knuckles with a ruler as I bang on the wrong keys.

But that's just how my brain works. It's constantly disappointed in me, because I'm not things that I ( Read more... )

I can't recommend some books enough, which is an awkward way of saying I really want you to read some things. I'm not sure why Tamsyn Muir's Gideon the Ninth caught my eye, but it was amazing, and the sequel, Harrow the Ninth, was trippy quality. Both have an experimental tip to them, in that the author plays with POV and ambiguity, while being ( Read more... )

Did you know I wrote a story treatment (fancy term I'm misusing to describe my plot synopsis mess) for a biker tv show? Of course not, because I'm...well, of course so, because I'm talking to myself, but of course not, fictional reader, because I've never written about it publicly. I wanted to write a USA-style show in the mode of Burn Notice or ( Read more... )

So the writing prompt to inspire me to do more sort of tanked.

And I'm trying to say "that's okay" even if I don't really feel like it. There will always be setbacks and things that keep us from what we want to do. Usually, in my case, it's me and my inability to follow through, but for others it's probably family and job and whatever. The ( Read more... )

paraphrased idea from writing-prompt-s.tumblr.com: Earth isn't a death world but a paradise and humans are disappointed by the lackluster things they come across among the stars.

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"Wait. It's a desert?" Joni asked, as we looked out the school bus window together.

"Of course it is. The 'desert world of Carldon' is just as bound by truth-in- ( Read more... )

I haven't been very good at making time to write of late. Or ever, really. I remain not only a seat-of-the-pants plotter, but a must-have-right-mindset writer, which is problematic when I'm frequently too worried about one thing or another to focus on telling outrageous stories about superpeople.

So here's my vow--every other day I'll post some ( Read more... )

I expected a bigger classroom. I was pretty sure smartboards and tablets were out in a giant stonework castle using torches and fireplaces, but I’d seen weirder. The walls were rough stone, with a chalkboard hung up front behind a battered wooden teacher’s desk. The room was sort of narrow and eight of us sat, in two columns of four. Or rows of ( Read more... )

Lunch break.

Do you ever think of what you wanted to do as a kid and why that never came to pass? For a lot of us nerd types, it's probably learning that astronomy and all those cool NASA things involve a lot of math. I was never really good at math, which I see now as an adult as something related to ADHD-type things and the ability to hold the ( Read more... )

Just forcing myself to put words onto the screen right now, to keep up on this idea of a writing thing. Technical term right there...

Fleet Academy 2, the sequel to my self-pubbed YA science fiction, is plotted and partially written. It's just been years because I haven't felt like revisiting that world. The characters aren't speaking to me. Which ( Read more... )

A friend asked me today if I'd been writing, and honestly...no. So I'm going to spend a couple minutes just putting words on a page about something and that something, by spin of the Wheel of Wheels in my head, ends up on pro wrestling.

I do not watch wrestling nearly as much as you'd think if you talked to me about it. Then again, I probably ( Read more... )