Hey, Logical Side, are you awake? Barely. You had a bad case of insomnia last night. Which is why you think this blog post is a good idea. Whatever. I have a puzzle for us. No, you want to see if you’re right, and that gender is only one facet of a character, and frankly, […]
Although, in truth, I kind of did. See, I’ve always kind of laughed at the idea that I’m writer. Other people who pen stories get in these huge discussions about tenses, and Point of View, and adverbs… and then there’s me. I think I’m a storyteller before I’m writer. I care about my craft, yes, […]
Catching Cupid *** The tapping on a keyboard woke Dean. He hated that Matty couldn’t sleep, but he loved having the man stay over, especially on Valentine’s Day. I’m turning into a sap. As Dean snuggled closer, Matty leaned an elbow on his forehead, eyes locked on the screen. “We have a small problem.” Laughing, […]
Started with a cold delay… that is a school delay due to obscene cold. A doctor’s appointment, and then a surprise gab session with my mother in law until school got out. After my daughter’s haircut, I rushed to get dinner going. And now it’s six, my house isn’t clean, dinner is just about done, […]
Surprisingly, the title is not a Doctor Who reference. No, I am the master procrastinator. Especially when it comes to writing my fight scenes. And here I am, right on the edge of witches taking on an enraged spirit, and I find myself contemplating my novels. I haven’t worked on them in over a year. I’ve been having […]
So I have a short story that I’m working on. The subject matter is… well, it’s about a poop monster. Now, me, I giggle when ever I read it. I wrote it on a bet with a romance writer. Could I make a bowel movement as important to the plot as sex is in romances. […]
So yesterday was a depressing wait through the ice storm for the snow storm that never came. Today the kids are back at school, so I had my 2.5 hours with no kids (the littlest one does half days) to get some writing done. But, of course, my brain wouldn’t co-operate until twenty minutes before […]
As my friend could tell you, I’m not overly fond of the city I live in at the moment, but today, we’re being crushed by an ice storm, so I am once again, home with my kids… and not working. It’s cold, I have to keep salting the sidewalks and breaking apart sheets of ice. […]
Starting to clean up Monsters of Pittsburgh: Werewolves for publication. In honor of that I thought I’d show the opening. *** The slight shuffling of Maureen’s broken foot rolled Daisy Quinn off the cot and onto the cement floor before she woke up. “Twitchy, aren’t you?” Small, white teeth gleamed above Daisy. Maureen smiled too […]
I’m a writer and an urban fantasist at that. I’m sure I’m on a TSA database somewhere. Anybody who looks up homemade bombs, how long it takes bodies to decompose, how to make thermite at home, and how to escape zip ties is gonna ping their radars. But I also kill people… in my stories. It’s […]
Words That Burn Like Fire 