Happy Cinco de Mayo, wonderful peoples of the interwebs. Like most holidays, one of the only reasons I bother celebrating anymore is the food. After long years of contemplation, I’ve realized that beyond the religious or political reasons for holidays, my emerging family traditions all revolve around the food and spending quality time together (which,
Confession. There is little to no relationship between home-brewed beer and writing, except the little known fact that if you write while drunk on homebrew you’ll be visited by the beer goblin who will grant you one publishing wish…per beer…per day. That’s why alcoholic writers are so famous. And so, well, drunk. To get off
If you’ve had a chance to read my latest story, “Camera Obscura,” and you were keen on learning more about the strange goings-on, I have good news: Mr. Rorchalk (the editor of TQR) managed to bend space and time in order to track down Hadia in the shadow world of “Camera Obscura.” Once found, Mr.
A while back I wrote about how much I love getting mail. It’s one of the not-so-secret truths about me. So when I opened my mailbox to find a padded envelope sent from overseas, I cracked the first–and probably only–smile of the day. I’d completely forgotten (which makes it even better) that the wonderful and
Greetings one and all! Today there are two bits of news worthy of blog space. The first is the announcement of the big winner, who will receive a $25 Amazon Gift Card. The second is the announcement of my newly published short story, “Camera Obscura.” But first things first: The winner of the $25 Amazon
EDIT: We’ve hit 50! Here’s the deal. I won’t have time to do the drawing until tomorrow afternoon. If I get many more entrant in that time, no one will be locked out of the contest, but I will add a second prize (to be determined) to make it fair. Check back tomorrow for the
I had a dream the other night that a rat and a guinea pig got into a fight. The guinea pig–lets call him Mr. Winkles–entered the arena (a small cage) and pushed the rat–Sir Sniffsalot– against the far wall. Mr. Winkles was twice the size of Sir Sniffsalot, and his imposing aura was enough to
In my last post, I mentioned having lost most of my blog followers during the transition from “Tales at Twilight” to my new website. In an effort to rebuild that following, I’m hosting a contest. It’s an easy one, and has a great prize. What you win: A $25 Amazon Gift card How to enter:
Greetings, my friends. Before getting to the main attraction, I have a little favor to ask of you. When I moved from my old blog to this new site, I lost all of my blog followers that had signed up through Google Reader or the RSS feed. If you haven’t yet signed up to receive
Some surprise news came this morning in the form of a contributor’s copy. The new issue of The PR is officially available, and it contains a collection of four of my hint fiction stories. These stories are 25 words each and are meant to hint at a larger story not being told. You can get
