Orycon 37 in the Rearview Mirror. Resurrected Post.

November 22, 2015 Orycon 37 in the Rearview Mirror That’s another Orycon is in the books. Another weekend a half step out of pace with the ordinary. I had a marvelous time. With the exception of my ill-fated attempt to watch a football game in the Fan Lounge, no one seemed to object to my… Continue reading Orycon 37 in the Rearview Mirror. Resurrected Post.

Pounding the Pavement and Knocking on Doors. Resurrected Post.

November 8, 2015 Pounding the Pavement and Knocking on Doors Taking a look at the calendar, I noticed that the next couple of months will call frequently on my woefully lacking marketing skills. Oh, joy. Promotion. What’s that rising up within? Heartburn? Acid reflux? Incipient panic? Some of us prefer to remain unnoticed, to blend,… Continue reading Pounding the Pavement and Knocking on Doors. Resurrected Post.

Tardy Film Review: Big Hero 6. Resurrected Post.

October 18, 2015 Tardy Film Reviews: Big Hero 6 My daughter V.V.,  the budding Disney animated film enthusiast, is highly discriminating. But when she likes something, she is obsessive. This may be typical of the nigh-two year population at large: I don’t know; this is my first trip down fatherhood lane. V.V.’s latest obsession is… Continue reading Tardy Film Review: Big Hero 6. Resurrected Post.

Sterling Lanier: Appendix N Meets the Apocalypse. Resurrected Post.

October 11, 2015 Sterling Lanier: Appendix N Meets the Apocalypse For many, the 1980’s were years shadowed by the specter of nuclear war. I never worried about it. But nuclear war — the chances, the scenarios, the aftermath — fueled the creations of filmmakers, writers, musicians, etc. It was the decade that brought Kris Kristofferson’s… Continue reading Sterling Lanier: Appendix N Meets the Apocalypse. Resurrected Post.

Hello Blank Page, My Old Friend. Resurrected Post.

October 4, 2015 Hello Blank Page, My Old Friend Beginning a new project is both exhilarating and daunting. The notebook or the blank document sits before you, an expanse of empty white space waiting for you to fill it with words. There is a great degree of freedom promised by the empty page. You can… Continue reading Hello Blank Page, My Old Friend. Resurrected Post.