From the Blog
In which I talk about NaNoWriMo, how much I hate one of my books, and the fact that someone other than me thinks my work is worth publishing.
Wherein I philosophize about how we progress as writers in our art…
Thoughts on being home in Ireland, and then returning to Vancouver.
So I lost a lot of weight on a keto diet and I thought I should talk about it a bit.
So Harlan Ellison is dead. I don't really know what to say about it, except this: the only thing I know about him offhand is that he is - was - a sexual predator, and he wrote some short stories that people liked.
New site, new blog, new... well, almost everything. As part of the newness, I'm disabling comments site-wide.
The problem, really, is that Rowling has dropped the ball when it comes to being a responsible author. Remember when she appropriated Native stories about skinwalkers? Remember that shit? I do. I remember her response as well. She treated it like it was no big deal and that, my friends, is Not On.