A friend of mine challenged me to write a poem about the game we both play, the stories that we tell and leave behind for other players to see. Thanks for the seed, Kel. Words danceMulticolored hues of speech and thought and feelingGrains of sandIn the grand scheme of things I leave a markA temporary … More Like Glitter
So, I may have mentioned before that I play this game called Improbable Island. May have mentioned my character, Emwyn. (Pssst. I did. I really did. Use the archive. Make me feel good.) But this morning, I attempted something I’ve never done before: I wrote a poem while in character. It was a very interesting … More The Breaking
…as I was lying in bed last night, trying to finally – maybe – get some sleep. Nope. Instead, this came out. All of it, in one go. So, not much on the sleep end of things, but I’d say a pretty decent story. Hope you enjoy.
I’m going to talk about some…difficult material. If you need not to read this and move on to something light and fluffy, like funny cat pictures, I certainly won’t hold it against you. But you’ll want to do it now, because it’s going to get dark. For those who remain: I’d like to introduce you … More Triggered
I have long been a fan of text-based adventuring. At the (obvious) risk of showing my age, I remember when my next door neighbor brought home Infocom’s Infidel for his Atari 800 computer. We died…a lot. Our junior high had just purchased brand new Apple IIe computers, and another friend brought in what has become … More You Interact With Your Fiction?
I think my eyes are bigger than my stomach, metaphorically speaking. If you take a look at my projects and ARG pages, you’ll see a LOT of things in the works. I have so many ideas, so many things that are like gushers in my skull. And I think I’m coming to realize that I’m … More Knotted
I’m sitting outside our building, shoes off, toes exploring the grass, watching cars pass. It was only two weeks ago that I was at home, enjoying the silence, feeling like there were very few people left in the world. Two weeks ago that this building where I find employment was furthest from my mind. Two … More The Liminal
Back in 2007, I wrote what I thought at the time was the best thing I’d ever produced. It was a fantasy story of about 80 pages. I thought it was gritty and fun and had solid plotting. I was even considering attempting to get it published. As part of the process, I gave copies … More Character Assassination
(and I’ve been putting out fires with gasoline.Listening to plenty of David Bowie. Sorry for the bad reference) Yeesh! It’s been a month since I wrote something. That’s bad news. But between being cooped up inside (it rained here for almost two weeks straight) and the soul-deadening effect working from home is still having on … More It’s Been Too Long
I’m having a really hard time keeping first readers for my novel. I’m on my fourth one. I know it’s nothing I’m doing, but I must say it’s doing nothing for my anxiety level (previously documented; recap: HIGH) to have shown my work – my heart and soul – to several people and then have … More Dammit. Lost another one