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  • I finished the rough draft to my first novel.  It didn’t take as long as I thought it would, which I guess should be a good sign.  But the thing is, even though I do feel a sense of accomplishment, overall I just have this feeling of all-consuming dread. I see so many gaping holes… Read more

  • So, I’m getting pretty near the end of my work in progress and something hit me. Stopped me in tracks, really. I don’t have faith in my ending. I’m only a few thousand words from the end, and so far…the climax seems sort of anti-climactic. I wrote a (very) rough outline of the story before… Read more

  • I hate mowing my lawn. I hate it with a passion. It sucks. I spent the first 95% of my life lawn free. Now, living in a piece of the country that is green, green, green, I have a lawn to mow. And weeds to kill. And volunteer trees to pull. Yard work really sucks.… Read more

  • Just About Perfect

    I’ve had a hard time thinking of topics for the blog, so I am making the bold decision to share this story. I’ve only told this to two other people because it’s kind of personal, so I ran it by my wife first and she gave me her blessing to post it. But I do… Read more

  • Well…Rejection Sucks

    In an earlier post, I talked about the trouble I had declaring myself a writer. I actually got very interesting feedback on the topic, and I appreciate everyone’s comments. Today, however, I believe I may have finally crossed the threshold to counting myself among the masses (and masses) who call themselves “writers” – I’ve been… Read more

  • As a native Californian, moving to the Midwest after over 30 years was quite a shock. One of my friends from high school moved  off to Oklahoma, but the rest of my friends had stayed put.  Their reactions to my wife and I deciding to move were pretty amusing. You’re moving to Kansas?  On purpose?… Read more

  • I was reading something in a magazine about guilty pleasures the other day, and saw things that I liked mentioned. Not things I liked ironically, or things I liked that I know are bad, but things I really liked. It got me thinking…who defines what a guilty pleasure is? If it makes you happy it… Read more

  • I’ve always been shy. Not just a little quiet, or kind of bashful, but extremely, painfully shy. A few years back, I was listening to some talk radio show one day and they were talking about Asperger’s Syndrome. They started listing some of the more common symptoms, and I thought, Holy crap, that’s me! I… Read more

  •   In the past year, members of two of my three favorite bands have died. Not from drug overdoses, not from plane or bus crashes; when I was a kid, I thought those were the only ways rock stars could die. First, there was Adam Yauch (MCA) of the Beastie Boys, who lost his battle… Read more

  • Since finishing the (much harder than anticipated) A to Z challenge, I came to a startling realization: I don’t know what to blog about. The writing’s going fine, but not much new to report – 18k words into the Work In Progress, one novella with a beta reader. I haven’t been keeping up on TV… Read more