“I think,” he pronounced, gloomily, “that our kind, we like the cigarettes so much because they remind us of the offerings that once they burned for us, the smoke rising up as they sought our approval or our favor.”Czernobog, American Gods As you might surmise from the title, American Gods is about all of the … Continue reading Review – American Gods by Neil Gaiman
A poem about liturgical routines when one wants to eat bacon instead of pray. Sometimes, it's the only commitment I can keep each day.
For when nature calls and won't go to voicemail.
How I got stuck when creating fake worlds.
Time to buckle up and build a better posting habit, thanks to the advice of @JamesClear:
A flash story about a breakup in Paris I wrote last year:
I haven't bought a new Kindle in eight years, here's why:
My favorite passage from one of my top-five favorite novels:
This is how I work from pretty much everywhere outside of my house.
I'm jumping ship from Scrivener to Ulysses. Here's why:
