So, yeah. Cthulhu is alive and well, after being really dead for a while. And partially it’s my fault, because I should have known better than to skin a Great Old One and turn him into yarn. Or try to do something useful with him. But, hey, you’d think a monster like that would knit… Continue reading Cthulhu LIVES (because someone put food in a pocket)
Category: The Air Force Kid
Fifty-One: At The Start Of My Second Half-Century, I’m Rethinking Everything
Inertia’s a bitch. It can mean doing nothing until something kicks you out of your complacency and starts you rolling. But inertia can also summon up Newton’s First Law, part of which is: “An object in motion remains in motion with the same speed and in the same direction unless acted upon by an unbalanced… Continue reading Fifty-One: At The Start Of My Second Half-Century, I’m Rethinking Everything
The Air Force Kid is back from Afghanistan
After a very bad one-year deployment in Afghanistan, my kid is is back in the States, and on his way home to see us. I am closing EVERYTHING until he has to go back to work, and I will not be available during this time to read e-mail, check student support/customer service, or deal with… Continue reading The Air Force Kid is back from Afghanistan
I’m still out of action
Still fighting regular migraines, with the icepick variety tossed in for extra fun. I can’t really say how the vertigo is coming—the last few days, I haven’t stood up long enough to find out. I am accomplishing nothing. It’s driving me nuts. Something considerably more important: Not long back from a TDY the Middle East,… Continue reading I’m still out of action
Anyone Graduate from Full Sail?
My older son will be getting out of the Air Force in not too long, and he’s looking into attending Full Sail for filmmaking. Problem is, he’s heard that the school might be A) seriously overpriced, and B) not teach him what he needs to know. So if you have graduated from Full Sail (or… Continue reading Anyone Graduate from Full Sail?
DTD — 498 words, and the cop’s view of the Dead Seven
Switched to the next scene to intro my hero in his new amalgamated form. He found something on the victims that makes him certain what looks like a weird cultish group suicide is in fact a murder, and tips him off to who the murderers may be. I’m off my game tonight, though. The Air… Continue reading DTD — 498 words, and the cop’s view of the Dead Seven
DTD—289 words forward, and a small clue
Aleksa gets the first hint that what she thinks happened to her assistant is not what happened at all. Small segment tonight—I haven’t slept more than a couple of hours a night since last Friday, and I’m determined to get a full night’s sleep tonight. So, with 21,184 words completed, I’m going to turn in.… Continue reading DTD—289 words forward, and a small clue
DTD—Night off with the AFK
I took last night off. No words. The Air Force Kid is home on leave before going back to the desert for another 6 months, and we sat up and talked and played video games and just hung out together until about 3:30 AM. If you’re playing “Write a book with me,” here are a… Continue reading DTD—Night off with the AFK
DTD: 333 more words take me over 20K
Good words last night, along with surprising action as my MC remembers something horrible that shaped her life, and decides to fight for survival. I’m stunned to realized that working at this ambling, casual pace, I’m already over 20,000 words, and that if I were planning a normal-length book, I’d already be 20% done. This… Continue reading DTD: 333 more words take me over 20K
Visiting With the AFK
The Kid is home from the desert and got enough leave to come down and visit us for a few days before going on to a long list of other things he HAS to do. We’re having a wonderful time, and having him home safe, where we can talk about books and writing and movies… Continue reading Visiting With the AFK
