I'm a featured author this month at Anthology Builder . Anthology Builder is a neat little concept that is a bit like a paper iPod--you ...

I haven’t had a lot of success in my life building my own family. Both my marriages ended childless, which saved a lot of paperwork on the d...

Ross Perot is back! The last person to discuss the federal budget seriously with voters has launched a website discussing a doom I've b...

I've been hunkered down writing a good bit of the day. There's also been some bill paying and air conditioner purchasing and instal...

I'm just back from Concarolinas in Charlotte. This is a kick-ass con, extremely well organized and well attended. I got to hang out wi...

Last year around this time, I launched my Bitterwood blog. In retrospect, launching a blog that was dedicated to a single book was perhaps...

As a science fiction author, I spend a lot of time imagining what the future will be like. Though, I suspect the implied causality of that ...

Whateverville is no more! For a long time, I've been worried that my blog title was too close to the title of science fiction author Joh...

Last night I bought flowers. Today I'll drive out to the grave and leave them, in memory of the second anniversary of Laura's passi...

Okay, in my last post I came out as a global warming skeptic. However, here's some good news for those of you who worry about our carbon...

I was at Ravencon in Richmond, Va on Friday and Saturday. It's a great con. Very well organized, good attendance, and I thought the pane...

I recently read a column on Snope.com where the "real" libertarian agenda was published. I did some googling, and as near as I ca...

Pale morning clouds mute the lighting on a fresh Saturday fit for writing. I'll labor all day, just typing away, on scenes where my drag...

I didn't watch the debate between Obama and Clinton the other night, but I've heard Obama whining about the "gotcha" natur...

Sometimes, I'll be listening to NPR talking about the political supression that goes on in other countries. The Russians, for instance,...

Some no doubt wonder Why's he stuck on these hiaku? A blow to the head? Well, no. To be honest, was writing an email last Sunday mornin...

Just after midnight on a Saturday morning ripe with potential

bang out a chapter then have a margarita big as a fishbowl

Up at 4:30 Nothing written yesterday save one sad hiaku

Ah! The temptation! To call in sick and stay home... Here there be dragons!