I pretty much fell off the reading wagon towards the last quarter of this year. It wasn’t that I didn’t read at all; I did, but I focused on pleasure reading, not analysis or review. I also read some draft works by friends, which aren’t ready for public review. So, […]
There’s some truly fine work being done all around, showcasing a wide representation of different social issues of our day, so the idea that my novella — comparable in some respects to “The Handmaid’s Tale,” one of the shows on the nominees list — will be among the stories gifted to celebrities means more than I initially gave it credit for.
Yes, as I wrote in my last post, I’m still in the grips of burnout; coming out of it slowly, making tentative plans for the new year, yet not without considerable doubts because I had such high hopes for 2018 and now find myself limping, feeling rather beaten up (if only by myself), into 2019.
I had big plans for Thanksgiving week. With the Thursday and Friday off for the holiday, and my sons off from school on Wednesday as well, I opted to take the entire week off, myself. I had Big Plans for the nine days, even knowing the holiday would disrupt them. […]
Many (though not all) of my stories start with a place I visit or see in pictures, which strikes me a particular way. In “God’s Country,” out in Nosetouch Press’ Asterisk Anthology Vol. 2, the story started with a swathe of farmland out behind the hotel I stayed in during […]
The idea for this story is fairly straightforward. The local Islamic Center offered a screening of the documentary, “Salam Neighbor,” and I was curious, so I went. Watching the film, I began to wonder: how would my son, then 10, cope with living in a refugee camp?
Part of my book outreach efforts on social media, for Raccoon Rescue specifically, includes finding animal rehabilitation and advocacy groups to help spread the word. Sometimes they help with reviews, as Roo’s Corner and the Association for the Protection of Fur-Bearing Animals did. Other times, Raccoon Rescue becomes part of […]
I posted this to Instagram on Monday, September 24, my brief contribution to the #BelieveSurvivors walkout organized by the #MeToo movement founder Tarana Burke: Later that week, listening to Christine Blasey Ford’s testimony, I became unexpectedly enraged. I found so many memories dredged up in a way no testimony had […]
So it’s been a month since I last blogged! I knew this, and yet, the month passed in one of those hazy modes that felt like there might have been a week or two buffer thrown in there. It was a “travel” month for me for work, and on top […]
In April I blogged about going with the flow of some time-worn astrological advice to revise some fiction that had been rejected. With Mercury again in retrograde this month, while I got back to work on another dystopia that I’d started but never finished, I found myself thinking about an […]