Wrote a new novella, my first one this year.
I have officially quit doing the novellas about Carrie Sawyer (ex-drug addict, mother-in training, struggling artist) at least with any meaningful drive.
Creatively they are not really what I want to do with my writing anymore – if anything. Commercially – well, never mind.… Read more
And so our son was born Saturday night, after a totally fine labor process things went wrong and it was a cesarean. Except of course that things only go wrong if the result is bad. And it wasn’t.
Our little boy is healthy and fine but we have had about 5 hours of sleep all in all since that day (after a 12 hour medically induced labor), so … reality dictates that those entries will be written later.… Read more
In alternative history writing there is a concept called POD – Point of Divergence. Like: When history did change – and what caused it? Was Oswald late for lunch on 22 Nov 1963 and if so, did JFK get home alive for his lunch?
I’ve toyed with this concept in my new story, The Many Worlds of World War III (see downloads), which is finished now.… Read more
As you know if you’ve been reading a bit here, I’ve decided to start writing again.
Not on a novel, but on a … short novel. Something in the vicinity of 30K-ish words, which seems to be what I can handle without grinding to a halt.
The past few weeks I’ve been doing a consistent 500+ words per day on it.… Read more
Writing this at 915 PM after another long day. It feels oddly like a ‘sin’ to write about the end of the world, when I’m about to become a father.
On the other hand, there is a story here I know I’ve wanted to, well, make real for a very, very long time.… Read more
This is a quick sketch of Mary Strachan, the new main character of my new-new illustrated short story-series.
The series is not yet titled but I call it The Capables as a working title. Seemed like a good idea since it is from an old Japanese movie called The Dimension Travelers and, well, refers to people who can travel between dimensions, into alternate worlds.… Read more
Today I went to see St Joan (Bernard Shaw’s play) which quickened me a bit. Which was good, because I felt grey inside, as if mist had taken up residence in my heart – or swirled dangerously close.
I felt cut off from something vital, perhaps from supportive social circles for some of my higher goals of life, such as this blog and other things.… Read more
It just occurred to me today …
If this blog is supposed to go on until 27 July 2055 (barring a global extinction event) then …
… what will happen of major events in my own life until that day?
Of course, I’ve thought about that from time to time, especially now that Jay is on the way.… Read more
Listening to the old Pet Shop Boys/Eighth Wonder-song, I’m Not Scared, tonight for the millionth time.
It’s my ‘theme music’ to the little graphic novel I’m doing, as my own personal soup for the soul every evening.
The song is about a relationship which is a bit of a mystery, but to which the main character is continually drawn.… Read more