Digital dilemma?

Apple is moving ahead with a new video streaming service for its customers, which looks likely to expand to affect books as well as visual entertainment.  In the excerpt below, bold, underlined text is my emphasis. Apple is preparing a new digital video service that will marry original content and subscription services from legacy media... Continue Reading →

Reading Authors

  The customary idiocy is doing the rounds of Facebook again.  All about reading authors that aren't white males. I don't know about you, but not being a roman augur, I don't read authors, I read books.  I never learned to read entrails, and besides, it's probably illegal.  Or at least would get me an... Continue Reading →

Choppy Waters Ahead

For those registered U.S. voters, today is the day for mid-term elections. That means our media (mainstream, social, alternative, etc) is filled with all things politics. If you wade through it all, sifting through the piles of excrement, you might find a glimmer of truth somewhere. "Might" being the operative word. For those who dislike... Continue Reading →

Demons and the dreaded reaper-man

Image Pixabay “ ’ad a problem with that supernatural stuff once, ” muttered Big Jim in the middle of my story. “Yer want to stay right clear of demons and them Exhaustists, young feller.” He shook a warning finger the size of my wrist at me. I blinked. Big Jim, with tattoos weighing 200 pound…... Continue Reading →

Writing through the fog

In early August, I experienced a medical issue that necessitated a quick trip to the emergency room.  I wasn't impressed with the doctor on duty, who took a very alarmist view of my symptoms and (rather dramatically) announced that she was going to admit me for treatment of a particularly nasty and life-threatening condition.  I... Continue Reading →

Nibbled by Ducks

I’m not doing NaNoWriMo this year, not really. Instead, I’m trying to refocus on writing and remake daily habits around writing. It’s a good thing I’m not doing NaNo, because yesterday I was nibbled to death by ducks. I actually like ducks. Both in real life, and the end result of my fate yesterday, which... Continue Reading →

The secret mind

I think of myself as a squeamish person. I don’t read horror novels or thrillers that delve lovingly into deranged minds. Heck, I can’t even read the icky bits in Diana Gabaldon’s books. So I was rather disturbed, the other day, to discover that some part of my mind has been lovingly detailing scenarios that... Continue Reading →

Scattered Blastiness From A Past

The Bugger-cat has started on kitty-chemo, which is helping to reduce the... erm… liquidity of his indiscretions. The frequency remains kind of variable (but still "too high") but at least he's not in imminent danger of immediate dehydration. That said, I'm reaching levels of nasal paranoia and possibly hallucination which have me thinking I smell... Continue Reading →

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