…And I Take My Whiskey Neat

So, I started reading Marie Kondo’s The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, and even before I’ve finished the book, I’m heavily into the process. I’ve modified it some, but it’s working for me. And in theory, tidying one’s space also…

No, no, not trying to get you to change anything. I want to talk about language in fantasy and sci-fi (and other other-worldly, other-timely) settings, We take it for granted, we writers, that most people have the same feelings. Not about the same things, of course,…

I finished another novel, in draft, during November. It turned out to be my twelfth year of participation in National Novel Writing Month; I think I’d thought it was ten years. I hope my writing’s getting better, generally, but this year, I’m…

As I jot my musings down, I am 1317 words away from hitting National Novel Writing Month’s 50,000 word mark, and taking a little break to consider what those words will be. My characters have been surprising me, creating little corners for me to write myself out…

​So, the consequences of my own action – well, inaction, really – have come back to bite my posterior anatomy pretty hard: I failed to back up my work adequately, so when the hard drive died a malfunctioning death, I lost everything. I mean seriously,…

It’s funny the way I watch TV. If it’s a show, say a mystery, I never try to figure it out. I probably could, but I’d rather see it unfold before me, and amaze me. I want to be entertained, and thinking critically about it gets in the way. Of course,…