I really don’t like Brussel sprouts. I don’t like the taste. I don’t like the effect on my gastro-intestinal tract. And nobody – including
Just a few moments ago I rolled over, looked out the bedroom window, and thought “the sky is aflame… wait, I couldn’t write that because
Oh that pesky little invention called an e-book is once more confounding the Big 5. You see, that wonderful digital product continues to confuse and
It’s been a discouraging week, overall. First there was the article about SF writers coming into the genre without reading the classics of the genre.
I was asked, “How would you address a middleschool creative writing class, on the eve of NaNoWriMo? For those who have been living in an
“You may charge me with murder—or want of sense— (We are all of us weak at times): But the slightest approach to a false pretence