When I walk down the street and pass by people my first instinct is to put them into narrow and tidy categories: hipster, corporate jerk, skater burnout, sorority girl. But the problem is, nobody is that simple. When someone sees…
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Your Health Doesn’t Matter
Here follows a hopefully rare but sizzling post on the things that start out as important issues, get pushed up to the level of political debate, then filter back down to the masses. Imagine Americans sewing together a beautiful quilt…
Posted in Uncategorized, Writing Tagged with: affordable care act, congress, health, healthcare, obamacare, politicians, sickening
Book Origins
Where do book ideas come from? My first book was just a retelling of an epic Land Rover adventure I undertook, with bits of history and culture stuffed in the narrative cracks like cotton batting in the planks of a…
On Writing a Blog
One of the benefits of steady writing is the chance to inadvertently spit out a gem among all the chaff. A gem would not be the previous sentence where I mixed metaphors and generally muddled the point. Here’s what I…
Writing – Seeing Emotion
Lars swung out in pure rage. Even though his eyes didn’t work his mind could see emotion. Sadness was a throbbing continuation of the black that defined his universe. Fear came in jagged blue shocks that raced through his mind…
New Book Release!
At last my debut novel sees the light of day! This book started as a single question a few years ago: what side of WWII was Finland on? With a little research I discovered there’s not such a clear answer. …
Posted in Writing Tagged with: ash of winter's work, book, finland, novel, russia, winter war, writing, WWII
Book Preview
Happy Friday! Because I’m feeling magnanimous, all you readers will get a special pre-release peek at part of the cover for my next book being released, The Ash of Winter’s Work. This book will be published very soon, and I’ll…
Some Places Have Memories
Have you ever visited a place that just felt off? It’s a vibe, an embedded memory, or a series of coincidences that taint your view like fingerprints on glasses. This weekend we went to a local park, a small reservoir…
Posted in Events, Writing Tagged with: fiction, kids, park, playground, post-apocalyptic, reservoir, zombies
Welcome!
Hey readers, you’ve made it to the new page! I know this is the second time I’ve switched ships. The first time was when Vox developed a slow leak that eventually split the hull sank so I jumped ship to…
Back to Writing
Oh lawdy, how good it feels to have a writing project again. My poor neglected blog, three days without an update, but I have been cranking out words on this new project: 12,000 and counting. The theme for this new…
