The next Cigars and Legs book is looking more like a novella, than a novel. It might even be a long short story. There just doesn’t seem to be much to add to this case, without bogging it down or going into a Jordan-esque description-fest. If that’s the case, I may put out another short soon after this one, because… Read more »
While it has been a certainty for a while that I would never become a member of the SFWA, due to entirely ignoring the traditional publishing method, today I decided I won’t even be buying books by authors who are members. That’s a pretty tall list, I imagine. But when the organization resorts to authoritarian bullshit like this, I don’t… Read more »
Most people probably haven’t heard of the BOFH, but at some point in the 90s the story added a trainee for the BOFH — the Pimply Faced Youth. Now, despite their camaraderie, the student desires to become the Master. At some point in the story, the PFY has done something to displease the BOFH, which he has been forgiven for…. Read more »
One thing that has helped me lately with hitting my goals: Writing everywhere. I’ve always carried a notepad with me, small and pocket sized — and I’ve used it for notes I think up. But not a whole lot of writing related stuff. Until lately. Now, I’m sketching out fictional crime scenes. I’m writing notes, thoughts — thoughts from the… Read more »
Via The Cap’n, comes this silly article: Sorry gents, the results are in: a bunch of bitches don’t understand you. (Note: I took some liberty with that title because, hey, the idea that an entire gender is useless should be offensive to everyone.) The quibble I have is: however, they can still do DIY, though not always successfully as almost… Read more »
Wow, what a smoke. I picked up a CAO America Potomac today during lunch, with the intention of smoking it on the way home. This was my first mistake; the cigar lasted longer than the drive. The first thing I noticed about this cigar, other than the pretty Red, White, and Blue artwork, was that it has two shades of… Read more »
I do not usually celebrate the pain or humiliation of my fellow man. It’s not kind. However, I have made exception. When evil dictator’s pass, or horrible terrorists, or other criminals, I celebrate the making better of the world for the rest of us. While in this case the person in question has not died, he has wounded himself horribly:… Read more »