There is nothing more hair pulling than sitting around at work reading through an email thread that goes something like this: Email 1: Group A needs access to Internal Network A so that they can monitor as part of Service A they provide. How can we help them? Email 2 (from me): We are Group…
I’ve completed a fair number of short stories this year. Seven to date, with more in the pipeline. I’ve continued to tweak, modify and see what works with the seven completed ones as well, so pretty much every time I submit one for possible publication it’s not exactly the same story it was that was…
Ah, the Internet. Or internet. I’m not sure any longer if we’re supposed to capitalize it or not, but I don’t think it really matters. Of course, I’m not a grammar and spelling Nazi – by now any of the three people reading this blog will have noticed my many editing errors – and so…
It happened last Saturday and I didn’t even realize it. It happened early in the day on what turned out to be a marathon writing morning of 3300 plus words. It happened on the day we were planning a party for a bunch of family members to celebrate my oldest son’s graduation from high school.…
Usually Monday’s are the crappy day of the week, but this week Tuesday decided to stand in for Monday since Monday was a holiday and, thus, enjoyable. Two rejections. Two. Both for short stories I had submitted, and one of them the aforementioned “Ricky Flies” story that they had liked initially, but on further review…
Where do you publish short stories when you don’t write within a set genre? Who knows… but I’ll keep trying.
As a story teller, I like to note those remarkable moments when a story line I am engaged in transcends the usual level of interest and pulls me in fully, makes me ponder life, ties me into a character’s arc in a deeper and more profound way. Those moments when you have a deeper emotional…
I hate memes. Seriously. Hate them. They have become the quick, easy way of stating an opinion on a topic without saying anything of substance, giving us your real thoughts. Yeah, they can be funny, but they are as often stupid, unintelligent, and downright wrong. Take for example our political system. It’s all about memes,…
I hate those words. Hate them. A new study says means you are about to be regaled with some sort of pseudo pop-science junk news that is designed to either make you feel totally cool about your horribly bad habits (“eating lots of chocolate helps you lose weight!”) or make you feel like total shit…
I do not like starting over. It’s a real pain in the ass, to be frank. You feel like months of work (or years depending on what we’re talking about) are wasted and you have to go through all that pain and anguish again. But, such is life. My philosophy has been to try and…