Category Archives: On Writing
Why am I only now watching the Guild? I thought I lived in a geek cave, but apparently it was the low-rent cave without any high quality stalagmites or stalactites or quotes from the Guild like “I’m a HinJew”. I … Continue reading
I love that I work at a place that produces something. And not a pants something, or a shirt something, at least not in the generic sense. Games. Music. Characters. Story. Art. Neat fun stuff. There were sacrifices to get … Continue reading
For 18 months I submitted at least one short story to at least one publication. And then, in July, something broke. Don’t know what, but it broke good. Short stories weren’t working. I was sick of all my work, especially … Continue reading
Things are looking up over here. I have some family additions on the way, and they appear happy and healthy. I sold a non-fiction piece, which in the grand pantheon of writerly achievement may be small, but for me looms … Continue reading
I think so. No I have not sold a story. Different life area entirely. But still exciting.