I talk about some of my favorite short stories I've read this year.
My favorite short stories of 2020
The unplanned end of POP FIZZ, some blogpost fodder
Hey folks. This is 2020, and we're all on the struggle bus. Accordingly, I've been trying to cut back on my commitments, and one of the things I decided had to go, even though I've greatly enjoyed it, is POP FIZZ. The episodes are still out there in the world, so you can still listen... Continue Reading →
Reading Round-up: November edition
Happy Thanksgiving. If you, like me, have a virtual Thanksgiving this year then I wish you the best of luck with your wifi connection. In the meantime, here are the books I've been reading in order to get through my Covid-generated quarantine and general sense of weirdness this month. My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady... Continue Reading →
Finding peace in the Good Place
I've watched a lot of people die. This is a morbid place to start this particular blog entry, but I recently realized that not everyone is as involved in the deaths of their loved ones as I have been blessed to be. I have felt, watching my great-grandmothers and my grandparents and and the S.O.'s... Continue Reading →
The full 2020 experience
Yesterday, I waited in line for two hours to get a Covid test I probably didn't need, seeing as we already know the S.O. has Covid. It was my first time getting a Covid test and, at risk of putting you off of getting one, I thought I would describe the experience. Waiting in line... Continue Reading →
On cross-dressing as narrative device
I asked for blogpost ideas recently and I got this awesome discussion question from Miramira Endevall. It reads: There are ever so many stories about women dressing up as men to go do things, but very few the other way around, and then for comedy a la Charlie's Aunt. Is this because women's spaces aren't... Continue Reading →
Some Halloween stories
It being October and our options for celebration being a touch limited, I've been reading and watching and listening to all sorts of spooky tales. It doesn't seem right this year to not read something grim and dark and a little terrible -- the light is not for us, in this strange and chaotic year.... Continue Reading →
Writing and recovery
Back in August I wrote somewhere upwards of 12,000 words in nine days, or about 1,300 words a day, which doesn't seem like much but is as much as I've been managing in a week for the last several months. It was exquisite. And then I came down. In fitness, there's a concept called a... Continue Reading →
The eldritch horror of capitalism
Recently I've been listening to Old Gods of Appalachia, a Lovecraft-inspired horror podcast set in my mountains. It's been a lot of fun to listen to, not least because this story is situated within the deep history of Appalachia -- of labor unions, witching, and yes, the occasional spot of racism. It doesn't flinch from... Continue Reading →
Sales, updates, general things
Hello all, it's time for a general state of the author post, brought to you by myself, the author, who is a flop. I was very caught up in dayjob stuff for the month of September, which put me in the position of having not a lot of energy for anything else. The seasons are... Continue Reading →
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