I had . . . plans for this year. Thinking back to January, I remember being bright-eyed with wonder and excitement about my creativity. I don't remember why. I'm not saying I lost my love for writing this year. I just got hit by life so hard that I genuinely don't remember why I was... Continue Reading →
The Mandalorian & the Exciting Use of Danger
Last week, I wrote a giant post that was highly critical of one writing habit. And I did so . . . after endeavoring to be more positive on this blog. I definitely don't want to delete that post, cause it's full of criticisms I stand by (I will always think it's bad when logic... Continue Reading →
Ladies and Gentlemen . . . We Have Fan Art
This is going to be a short one. But an extremely essential one. A month or so ago, a friend of a friend asked to read "Aixa the Hexcaster." It's a request I get pretty rarely, and I understand why: nothing is worse for a non-writer than reading a writer's work, finding out that it's... Continue Reading →
The Bailey Vow
Status Update: I have successfully moved. I'm still settling into my new home--trying, as I've been advised, to slow down and celebrate victories. But also trying to settle back into being productive. The Movepocalypse sidelined all of my creative endeavors for over a month. Well . . . except for this one post, which felt... Continue Reading →
Remembering
I don't do well without distractions. At this point in my life, being in a quiet room, without anything to do, ends horribly for me. Like characters in some of my older stories (vehicles for me to express the phenomenon), I start thinking of the many, many things that are going wrong in my life.... Continue Reading →
A Writer Watching – Solo: A Star Wars Story
I made the mistake of watching Ant-Man and the Wasp a few weeks ago. Which sucks, because, had I not watched it, that movie could still be whatever I'd imagined. It could have, for example, been the awesome heist film I was imagining, heavily involving the Quantum Realm in an effort to rescue Janet Van... Continue Reading →
Just Checking In: Welcome to 2019
It's a new year. A new chance to finally get the life I want. For me, 2019 feels almost like a last chance though; my internal gauge of Published Heat has officially dropped back down to 0, and if I get to 2020 without getting published again, it's probably going to spin down further, into... Continue Reading →
A Writer Watching: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power – Episodes 1 & 2
There were a bunch of times when I wanted to return--when I considered writing posts about whatever sparked my interest. But nothing really pushed me like She-Ra and the Princesses of Power did. Not because I’m an insane person who thinks the show is bad . . . . . . but because the angry, trolling... Continue Reading →
I’m Back
Hey, everyone. Like Castlevania’s Dracula, I have returned--once every 500 years to post for a month or two, until the urge to once again devote all of my time to my WIP’s, like a Belmont, whips me in the face. That metaphor just kept going. I apologize. Seriously, I've wanted to get back to my... Continue Reading →
Back on Hiatus
Hey, everyone. I'm going to keep this one short. First thing's first . . . I hated last week's post. I rushed through something I'd intended to be important and beautiful. While at the Met, I'd taken a bunch of pictures I intended to use in "The Emperor's Gun," explaining how much inspiration museums provide... Continue Reading →
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