Not a lot of updates. The details are too numerous and mundane to bother retelling. Everything’s a ways off. As of the moment, I’ve got my face buried in the creation of a video game, a set of pulps, and a new, edited, and amended compilation of the two books of my publication–Sagas of the…
Reevaluating my Media Presence
See above. I’m also working on a video game.
Time Enough for an Update
Past few months have been interesting–the slow realization of both the nature of my craft and the industry in much greater detail whilst countless minute but meaninglessly menacing dangers throttle their talons about my door. I do have a knocker. Good lord. Anyways, what I mean to say is that my expanding knowledge of my…
An Ant Can Have a Hill
I think on some level that this is obvious. I would begin at once to condemn the idea that was so uniform when I was a kid, that we were all unique and special. Frankly, in all my years of schooling, I’ve probably met two genuinely brilliant people. But back then, “self-esteem” was the sort…
The Days He Lived and Loved and Laughed
Moths frequently appear to circle artificial lights, although the reason for this behavior remains unknown. One hypothesis to explain this behavior is that moths use a technique of celestial navigation called transverse orientation. By maintaining a constant angular relationship to a bright celestial light, such as the moon, they can fly in a straight line.…
The Afternoon Jules Regretted his Dashcam
It’s difficult to get women. You have to make some sort of performance; you have to impress them, certainly if you’re trying to impress more than one. And there are many different types of women in the world, nearly as many varieties as there are means and strategies for seeking their bountiful affections, but those…
Belated Update, Unfortunate Morning of August 19, 2017
I’m reworking the first two books I wrote in the Goliath Thunder series. Further work in the series just seemed to make it a necessity as the universe became more and more fleshed out both before my eyes and within my imagination. You should see the reams of notes clogging up the arteries of my…
The Dark Knight Sizes
Little man lives big for a moment, for some moments, for a few minutes, perhaps an hour, too big to suffer being a joke between the ears of others even as he can glimpse the guffaw of laughter over the rumbling engine’s din. But he’s stronger than you are. He knows he’s being laughed at,…
Creative People and Creative Habits
Creative people have creative habits, by which I mean that creative people have bad habits–not so much in the application and prosecution of their craft inasmuch as their own personal habits. You could argue that creative people don’t reserve much of their consideration for themselves after they’ve spent it all in their work. This is…
I Am a Monument to All Your Sins
This is something I started writing some months ago, but I never finished it. I’m just going to leave this here as is. I had a dream where I was trying desperately and unsuccessfully to get Milo Yiannopoulos to keep his clothes on. You know, I’ve never really had what I’d called a “Writer’s Block”…