Masks Off

I’ve had kind of a shitty week. I haven’t heard from recruiters. Barely a word from the dayjob leads I’m pursuing on my own. I’ve had difficulties in maintaining focus, getting words out, not being pulled into discussions on the Internet. Hell, I finally went to bed at a reasonable hour last night, and I… Continue reading Masks Off

Reset and Realignment

Today is a busy day for me, but I’m still having trouble getting the day started as early as I’d like. I’m doing what I can to reset my schedule so it’s easier for me to rise when my alarm goes off, not when my cat paws at my face until I feed him. But… Continue reading Reset and Realignment

Go Outside

I love the amenities of modern life. Video games, the Internet, films, toaster ovens, books, on and on. As a writer, I am used to making myself a bit of a recluse, something of a hermit, tucked away in a solitary room where shelves heave with papers and the only sounds are the tapping of… Continue reading Go Outside

500 Words on Trolls

Yes. They’re real. They’re disgusting. They think they’re always right. But they don’t live under bridges; they live on the Internet. ‘Trolls’ is modern shorthand for people who use the broadcasting power and, occasionally, anonymity of the Internet to spew their opinions at people. No matter how ignorant or misinformed those opinions might be, these… Continue reading 500 Words on Trolls

NaNoWriNOW

Courtesy Floating Robes Hey, you out there! Yes, you! Aspiring novelist! Getting geared up for NaNoWriMo? Got some ideas? Pencils sharpened, pens inked, paper at the ready? Excellent! I wish you the best of luck. I won’t be participating this year. Or… maybe ever. Don’t get me wrong. I like the concept. It’s a structured… Continue reading NaNoWriNOW

Flash Fiction: Strong Yet Subtle

For this week’s Flash Fiction Challenge over at Terribleminds, Picking Uncommon Apples, the random number gods bestowed upon me 28, 18, and 31. Here’s what came out of those choices! Ravenna slipped through the opened grate with the sort of smooth ease that only comes from years of practice. She heard the soft splashing behind… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Strong Yet Subtle