Meeting Strangers

There’s a psychological phenomenon that means when you make yourself smile, you begin to involuntarily feel happy. The well-known cliche ‘fake it till you make it’ has a kernel of truth. I don’t know about other writers, but I use mood music while I’m writing to get me in the right frame of mind to... Continue Reading →

Ruminating on Falkenberg’s Regiment

Ruminating on Falkenberg’s Regiment At 19 years old, I discovered Jerry Pournelle’s work in a massive omnibus entitled The Prince.  I will vociferously argue that his CoDominium series with John Christian Falkenberg III, is a better, more enjoyable body of work than Janissaries.  Friends disagree with me about this, but I tend to ignore them. ... Continue Reading →

Life gets in the way

I'm getting ready for knee surgery next week, which involves more hospital visits, lab tests, and doctors' appointments than I ever imagined. And on my part of the preparation, well, I'm hustling to get my writing life ready for a necessary break. That has meant (a) releasing that Regency fantasy romance, and (b) extracting my... Continue Reading →

It’s Life, Jim

One of the more interesting things that's happened over the last 40 years or so (I can't reliably go back far beyond that, what with not really taking notice of these things before I was about 10) is the way SF and Fantasy memes have crept into the mainstream. Classic Star Trek episodes have been... Continue Reading →

Listening In

Yesterday was a day of traveling, and today I’m pretty wiped out (we didn’t get home until late). But I was reading Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales on the plane, and something interesting occurred to me. Universal literacy (or anything close to it) has only been a goal for the last couple hundred years, if that. Previously,... Continue Reading →

Cozy Covers

I'm jumping from SF/F to cozies, just to give you the range of covers, because I can't imagine a more different style than those two. Before we go any further, let me explain cozies, because I found out when I asked for recommendations some time ago that in these days when we don't have to... Continue Reading →

How’s That Self-Care?

-or- Swords, Pt. 2 Last week’s post is feeding right into this one, though it may not seem like it should. Lemme ‘splain. The holidays last year were more than a little disruptive here at Caer Dave. There was travel (so much travel). Mrs. Dave returned from overseas. Wee and Wee-er Dave were both out... Continue Reading →

Rules are made to be broken

Once upon a time, long, long ago, I packed my bags and went traipsing down I-35 to Baylor University. I was a bright-eyed freshman, looking forward to living away from home for the first time. The college of my choice had accepted me and the future awaited. I couldn't wait. I was lucky, although I... Continue Reading →

The End

Goodbye. It was nice being an author. But it is over now. Well, I enjoyed it while it lasted. I hope you did too. Of course sf authors have seen this coming. We just never saw it coming for us. And we all thought it would be at some distant future date. Something to worry... Continue Reading →

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