I’m a lazy person, which is why I was just going to post that gif of a dumpster fire and call it a day. Since I can’t figure out how to make a gif work as the featured picture, I’ll have to write. Stupid laziness.
Brenda Cooper is awesome. She is a powerful writer, a cycling buddy, and a mentor willing to give time and advice to anyone who wades into the magically gut-churning world of publishing. Plus, she’s a lot of fun, which is why I jumped at the chance to do a bunch […]
Against my better judgement, I’m going back to California this weekend. See, I went to this college called Harvey Mudd, and, despite not graduating from there, I will return for my class’s twentieth reunion. The place has a powerful gravitational pull. Plus, someone said there would be strawberry donuts. I […]
In the world of Windswept, people sign long contracts with conglomerates to become Indentures. Part of that contract is that you have a tattoo on your cheek denoting your field of expertise. These tattoos are fashionable, flattering, and they hurt like hell when applied. When people Breach their Indenture and […]
As far as I can tell, I’ve now been playing cello for three years. That’s not completely accurate, though.
When I was three, my parents moved us to Costa Mesa, an Orange County suburb, back when the word suburb still had some meaning. We lived on a cul-de-sac in a subdivision whose streets were named after Pacific islands. There were two other families in our end of the street, […]
Last night, Midnight’s Twitter Game Tag was #2014InFiveWords. My entry? “That could have gone better.” Which is a dumb thing for me to write because, on the whole, 2014 was a hell of a good year, albeit one punctuated by horrible moments of great magnitude. My family went to England […]