Monthly Archives: March 2008

I don’t often stop reading a book. I may be guilty at times of putting a book aside with a bookmark in place while I tackle something else, but I usually intend to go back. I usually do go back, … Continue reading →

There was a big, heavy box waiting for me on the front porch when I got home last night. I scratched my head, trying to figure out what I might have ordered that would be that big. And heavy. Inside: … Continue reading →

My short story Groundwood was accepted for publication by Wrong World. They will produce it as a PDF that is accompanied by an audio narrative introduction and wrap-up in the style of The Twilight Zone. “Groundwood” will appear in July’s … Continue reading →

Heard the song on the radio. According to Gabriel, the monkey is a metaphor for a person’s feelings of jealousy and the song itself is a love song. Huh. This morning I reached the part of the novel in progress … Continue reading →

Coincidentally, episode 11 of season 2 of Torchwood has the same title as one of my recent short stories, one that will be published in an anthology of Atlantic Canadian tales this fall. The stories bear no resemblance beyond the … Continue reading →

I closed in on 70K words on the novel in progress this morning. I should be finished the first draft by the end of the week. I’m at the final showdown. My protagonist is getting the shit kicked out of … Continue reading →

Yesterday may have been the first time in my writing career that I submitted the same story twice within an 12-14 hour period. I sent it out in the morning, got a rejection in the afternoon and found a new … Continue reading →

Jericho is da bomb. It has really picked up during this mini-season. There were times during Season 1 that I almost gave up on it, but I haven’t been tempted to surrender this year at all. And there’s only one … Continue reading →

I’m still reading The Blue Religion back to front, for no particular reason, except perhaps that Michael Connelly’s story is at the back and it was where I wanted to start. Most recently Polly Nelson’s tale, “Burying Mr. Nelson,” which … Continue reading →

We watched August Rush on-demand on Friday evening. A cute fable of a story, with Robin Williams in an interesting Faginesque role. It’s a dreamy movie almost completely detached from reality, but charming all the same. We rented The Jane … Continue reading →