LAST MAN WAKING: a tale of sickness and sleep
…until now. LAST MAN WAKING: my new short story has been published by Roar and Thunder in Australia and is free to read online!
(Photo from Kerry Park by Brian Kasey) I live in Seattle. I’ve always lived in Seattle. I know Seattle. It’s gotten to the point where, as much as I love Seattle, the city just kind of bores me. What is there to do that I haven’t done a hundred times before? I live out in… Continue reading A Tourist in My Home Town
Truth is a kind of moderation, the reality that lies in-between the impossible extremes of anything. Is it just me though, or does life seem to be made up of extremes that the truth never captures? The more I try to tell a true story, the more fictitious it becomes. That’s why, sometimes, the truest… Continue reading How To Tell A True Story
I take them so rarely, I forget how good vacations are. This last weekend, I had the opportunity to go out to a cabin on Whidbey Island with a friend I don’t see nearly as much as I should. Glen goes to school on the east coast, and he’s just about the only person I… Continue reading Bottling Time on Whidbey Island
LAST MAN WAKING: a tale of sickness and sleep
…until now. LAST MAN WAKING: my new short story has been published by Roar and Thunder in Australia and is free to read online!
When it started, it was innocent bibliophilia. My condition has worsened though, and I am well aware that I am gleefully suffering from bibliomania. I found this Japanese word, tsundoku, which pretty much describes my condition right now. It’s not that I don’t ever read these books, it’s just that I buy them faster than… Continue reading Books, Books, Books!
England is a very long ways away from you when you live in Seattle. I’m used to being in different timezones for everything of any importance. My online school was based in New Hampshire, as was my literary agency, so I’m used to being three hours behind the curve. England is eight hours away though,… Continue reading Time Differences
The silver lining to every soggy cloud that’s been hanging over me lately: I’m publishing a short story. It’s still nice, after all this time, to be recognized for these little works. It takes a lot to send them out against the reliable onslaught of rejection letters. The story is called Last Man Waking and… Continue reading Last Man Waking
I got together with an old friend last night, which is universally acknowledged as one of the best ways to spend an evening. We walked downtown and halfway to Bothell, running all over our small hometown to the library, the grocery, and the dollar store, because hey, why not? I found an ancient hardback copy… Continue reading Moonlight Rendevouz With the Gal Pal of my Dreams
I’d actually never spent a New Years Eve away from my family. No matter what happened during the course of the year, I was always home for the holidays, and never went to friends’ parties. To be totally honest, I was never invited to friends’ parties, but that’s another story. For a few years, we… Continue reading The World’s Tiniest New Year Party
Alright, troops, I say to myself, We haven’t lost this yet. As I announced in my blog post yesterday, I just terminated my contract with my literary agency and canceled the publication of The Crystalline Princess. It’s been a long, hard ride. My friends tell me I should take a break, relax a little, and… Continue reading The Battle Plan for the New Year