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.
2016: A Year-End Wrap-Up
A quick word about voting
In 2014, I volunteered for a friend’s city council campaign. What started as a simple request to help him and his manager understand the software they were using to keep track of voters turned into a full-time job that consumed my summer and autumn. It was exhausting and exasperating, but, […]
WINDSWEPT: Now cheaper than Timbits, tacos, and toffees
In these uncertain times, it’s important to stretch the value of one’s money. You want to make sure it goes as far as it can. You want savings. You want bargains. Friends, have I got a deal for you.
Happy 1st birthday, WINDSWEPT
A year ago today, WINDSWEPT was released upon an unsuspecting public. It was a long trip from that bar in Waikiki to holding the finished paperback in my hands, and I’m glad so many of you have come along for Padma’s adventures. From the launch party at Sunny Blue, to […]
My schedule is up to date in Kansas City
KANSAS CITY, ARE YOU READY? …you are? Cool. I’m not, ’cause I still have to pack, prepare, and read a ton of stuff before I launch myself into your sweaty, BBQ-sauced embrace. I’m going be at MidAmeriCon II, aka Worldcon, aka That Time I Almost Died From Meat Poisoning. If […]
The Neighborhood Association As Metaphor For Something Or Other
I. When my family moved to Seattle from Santa Monica last September, I knew there would be a lot of things I would miss. I would miss our awesome upstairs neighbors, a pair of lovely economists who would invite us up for pizza, beer, and vicious games of Settlers of […]
Drop Everything And Read: We need your books!
I don’t talk about my kid’s school very often, mostly because I want to keep my writing and her life separate. Yes, the two are in conversation with each other. Sometimes, that conversation is mostly shouting. The point remains: at school, I’m Mister Adam, parent and volunteer. Here, I’m not. […]