I picked up a paperback copy of Terry Carr’s inaugural Year’s Finest Fantasy. In all honesty I may have read this before, as a kid, shortly after its publication in 1978. The more I read (or re-read) the more convinced I became. Some of these stories are familiar, naggingly so. I can’t speculate based on… Continue reading Grab Bag: Year’s Finest Fantasy, Texas Renaissance Festival, and Savage Journal Entry 11.
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Orycon 2018 Schedule. Resurrected Post.
October 21, 2018 Orycon 2018 Schedule Orycon approaches. Time to mingle, share from my meager store of knowledge, and roam from room party to room party. I received my schedule the other day. If you are in Portland during the convention, pick up a membership and come say hello. Fri Nov 9 4:00:pm Fri… Continue reading Orycon 2018 Schedule. Resurrected Post.
Oh, Horrors! Resurrected Post.
October 14, 2018 Oh, Horrors! ‘Tis the month of Halloween, during which we make light of death, the supernatural, and terror. What fun. For me, the quintessential Halloween book is Roger Zelazny’s A Night in the Lonesome October. (What, you haven’t read that yet? Go hence and remedy that deficiency post haste.) But is it… Continue reading Oh, Horrors! Resurrected Post.
At Loose Ends. Resurrected Post.
October 7, 2018 At Loose Ends I am undecided how to proceed Monday morning during my standard writing time. Saturday I took MBW’s car in for brake servicing. Sitting, waiting, and drinking coffee I was able to finish outlining Warlord. That is good. Hearty pats on my own back. However, this leaves me with some… Continue reading At Loose Ends. Resurrected Post.
Milestone. Resurrected Post.
September 30, 2018 Milestone Last Wednesday I wrote “The End” on the first draft of “Captain.” Saturday I celebrated. There remains a way to go before I can consider the novel complete, but most of the heavy lifting is finished. Now I need to set it aside, turn my mind to something else before commencing… Continue reading Milestone. Resurrected Post.
Not Entering an Ass-Kicking Contest Any Time Soon. Resurrected Post.
September 23, 2018 Not Entering an Ass-Kicking Contest Any Time Soon I’m staring down fifty. As of this writing that day remains about six months away, slouching inexorably closer. I fight the inevitable as best I may, hitting the gym five days a week, maintaining a generally healthy diet. So I think it was more… Continue reading Not Entering an Ass-Kicking Contest Any Time Soon. Resurrected Post.
The State of the Web Log. Resurrected Post.
September 16, 2018 The State of the Web Log This is post number two hundred and nineteen. That’s over two years of posting, almost without fail every Sunday. Time, I think, to consider the State of the Web Log. And the State of the Web Log is — I dunno. It isn’t breaking any… Continue reading The State of the Web Log. Resurrected Post.
The Slog. Resurrected Post.
September 9, 2018 The Slog Writing is an incremental process. At least for novels; you can, theoretically, knock out a short story in a single session, though in practice that is rare. Creating a novel is a process. It is bricklaying, spreading the mortar and applying a layer of bricks every day. When you… Continue reading The Slog. Resurrected Post.
Investment. Resurrected Post.
September 2, 2018 Investment The days grow shorter, the mornings hold a touch of chill. But the summer retains a pleasant warmth, without the oppressive heat of July. And that means college football. The time has arrived for me to allow the actions of complete strangers to influence my happiness: for people I’ve never… Continue reading Investment. Resurrected Post.