Catching my Breath
A meandering journey into my evening, and my effort to come up with a name for the coming book.
Gobo and his Boy
A short story set in the new world, a prequal to the next book I shall finish.
Thinking about Zombies
I flew to Atlanta last week, job related, only tangentially related to this post. Taking the main tunnels underground I just thought of how excellent a space this would be for zombies.
I've reset the website from the ground up, had the server guys wipe my domain of EVERYTHING and I'm working on a clean install of WordPress using an
I've been thinking a lot about fear the last few years. I see it in the news, in relationships with people; it's prevalent on a daily if not hourly
Today was a difficult day. I was at the memorial for a young friend, by young I mean, not even out of high school, though close. He had everything
Have you tried getting a job lately? It's a tough row to hoe, believe me. There is no interaction with a 'real' person anymore. You jump online,
I'm talking politics here. Are we to the point, in the United States of America, where we have crossed too many lines into a plutocracy? We have a