Today is my second birthday, the date I was adopted and brought home by my parents from wherever I was being stored in the meantime. I am grateful, it is like being born again before you’re old enough to…
In 2001: A Space Odyssey, when Commander Bowman returns to Discovery in one of the space pods after retrieving the dead body of Commander Poole, HAL refuses to open the pod bay doors, plum drowned in madness and conflict. Commander Bowman…
I thank those who came to my show in sub arctic armpit cold weather last week and those who flitted by in spirit, including Abraham Lincoln and Mrs. Edith Grovella, who died in a 1 BR on the lower east…
Sometimes characters I create feel more like me than I do. Pure distilled parts of myself that don’t get ovations in the day to day world filled with the dents of my mind. One of my favorites is Charley…
Happy 2013 and suck on it Mayans. Or really what I mean is congratulations to all of those who cashed in on writing books about the apocalypse. I missed that boat. I’m going to check in on some Aborigine tribes…
Even though Gulag represents Soviet concentration camps, I like the word and it popped in my head for a title. I trust when seemingly random words pop in my head when I’m writing, even if it seems to have nothing…
Today on 11.11.11, I finished my novel Point of Venus. Like most pieces of art or pieces of something, flow a few strands of wiring mostly based on personal experience. For me, the title comes from when I saw a palm…
I just returned from two weeks in Rochester, NY working at RIT doing computer consulting, staying at a hotel with my slightly disgruntled dog. Leaving NYC is a balance in polarity; here too long and I want to flee; gone…
Some nights are laced with deeper whispers than others. And when those prehistoric weather patterns sneeze the way out of your soul at 1am on a Thursday I suppose the best thing to do is listen and keep your bones…
Life is always changing. We’re always changing. That’s one reason why I roll all of my eyes when politicians say ‘We need a change.’ Wait ten minutes. Under that premise, a cloud could run for Congress: ‘Stratocumulus 2012! Change…