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Days and Nights
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I’ve been busy with things. The teaching, and I have stuff to read for other people. Writing for the Nervous Breakdown and for Clarion. I have a birthday coming up which fills me with both anticipation and dread. I haven’t been writing all that hard, have let the narrative threads for the novel unravel. Am becoming aware of what I have taken on again.
There are good days and not so good days. Nights of little sleep. Dreams, like the one last night, of a great tidal wave in the distance, in the future, and its devastation—flotsam and broken toys and scraps and terror already in the past, lapping at my feet.
Today I will weave a dream. A digital bridge to take me from here to there. Murky sludge of the true-facts world far below.
Read it. Watch it. Ditch it?
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Moving Right Along
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Last couple of weeks of teaching and I have never been so glad to see the end of semester. From having to be front and center in class two hours after getting off the plane from LA, to getting sick, to being chased around campus by a crazed underachiever, it has been a hellacious semester….
And so it begins again
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The new novel. Begun today. Reading, note-taking, books ordered from Amazon. Looking for the sweet spot that tells me when to start seriously drafting. The characters are getting restless. Don’t want to lose them. Meanwhile, loving the latest story from Joe Lansdale. The usual gore with gravitas. No one does it better. And my new…
Weeks don’t get crazier than this
ByJSB
Due to a confluence of circumstance, I taught every day and every night this week, either live or online. Summer ends here in a screaming frenzy of cicadas under a 40 degree Celsius sun and nights too hot and too still to mention. Lie there and hope for morning. Last night I finally fell asleep…
A month of firsts
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It has been a month of firsts in a year of firsts. Last week, I was interviewed for the first time ever, an out-of-body experience if there ever was one, so watch this space; I sent off my first collection of shorts to the sublime and savvy Le Zaparogue, got my first cover art, and…