No matter how much I might like to brand myself as “consistently inconsistent,” I’d like to find a better way. I’m not a fan of either separate accounts or one social network per interest. Neither feels quite right to me; it’s as if you’d be getting pieces, but not an integrated whole, not the full representation of me as a writer.
Writing this blog this week, I had the thought that I’m really doing an awful lot. Two very different kinds of fiction, plus journalism, plus freelance clients, plus nonprofit work, plus family and home is… more than I suspect a lot of people do.
Like most people, we hardly have $5,000 lying around. Obviously we’re financing the system, but therein lies the rub: it’s another monthly payment when our family is already strapped. So naturally, I did what any writer does when faced with such circumstances: I started a new crowdfunding account.
August has been a busy month. Although the writing itself has proceeded slowly owing to some business travel and related preparatory and decompression time, it’s in motion — and exciting peripheral developments helped to push it along. Read on to […]
Last month’s freelance update served as a little bit of a reintroduction to who I am and what I do. In the future, I’ll talk about the work I’m doing for various clients, as well as reading I’m doing and […]
Serendipity surprises me sometimes in the way it brings different elements together, either a set of new things that become a pattern, or new facets of something I’m already thinking about. Then again, maybe like Fox Mulder, I just want […]
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 […]
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?
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 […]
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 […]