I’ll be at Norwescon 43 with Books & Chains this Thursday, April 1st through Sunday, April 4th in the virtual dealer’s room! Unlike many conventions, Norwescon is using Airmeet, so you’ll be able to come video chat with Elise and Read More…
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house everybody had Covid… Yeah. So my eye injury is still healing and my laptop’s repaired, but at the end of November, I caught Covid. The one time I left my Read More…
I’m going to be offline (except for cell) for a bit as my computer has a hardware failure. Due to Covid-19 and being high risk for it, my machine is being mailed back to Apple for hardware repair and diagnostics. Read More…
I saw a post today where someone was talking about how their memories of RBG were stolen and replaced by fear, by those who would destroy our country. I found it a poetic post, but my partner’s response was, “But Read More…
This is subject to change, but the North American Science Fiction Convention 2020 (NASFiC) is virtual this year. I’ve got several panels, so here’s my schedule: FRIDAY, AUG. 21st ALTERNATE PUBLISHING PANEL — 1:00-1:50 PM EDT / 10:00-10:50 AM PDT Read More…
Welcome to Day 171 of quarantine…at least for me and my partner. That’s 5 ½ months of isolation as we haven’t left our house expect to drive the car and recharge its battery every few weeks. Not even to grocery Read More…
Look at those last lines in this poem by Nikki Giovanni. I don’t think / I’m allowed / to kill something / because I am / frightened.” Powerful. I’ve started, stopped, erased, rewritten, and pondered on this post many times Read More…
I’ve been playing with the idea of creating a webcomic for a while, but one holdback I had was the amount of time it takes to draw one. I love doing art, don’t get me wrong, but drawing and inking Read More…
This weekend is the Online Writer’s Conference, which is FREE and online during our quarantine days! If you’re looking to learn something about writing, you should check it out. Great guests and lineup. I’ve got a panel at 1 PM Read More…
When did it happen?
Our love was something to make the heavens sing, yet I turned around to find myself alone.
The darkness of your absence eclipsed any joy that filled me with light.
When did I stop being beautiful?
When did you stop desiring me?
Love is eternal, or so the poets say, yet somewhere across the years, we fell out of step. Like the gear shifts of a machine, our parts thrown out of sync in a moment.
Was it desperation that drove you into another’s arms, or was it something I did? Perhaps something I didn’t do?
< No. >
Too faint, I ignore the voice in the distance. Its fierceness reminds me of you, you know. Read More…
