NaNoWriMo 2017 – Semblance
NaNoWriMo 2017 – Semblance I’m thick in the weeds of NaNoWrimo. I had been kicking around a bleak story set in a dystopian anti-science future, but for some inexplicable reason, my heart is not in...
NaNoWriMo 2017 – Semblance I’m thick in the weeds of NaNoWrimo. I had been kicking around a bleak story set in a dystopian anti-science future, but for some inexplicable reason, my heart is not in...
Tediad Postmortem Finish Line The Tediad is now a year old. I see the date in my calendar, but the realization doesn’t quite settle in. I’m not sure who is in charge of the...
The Making of Phadius For the TEDIAD, I had to come up with a portrait of the character, Dr. Phadius Gillenderg. He is a modern-day archaeologist who serves as the framing device of the...
Loglines When I was a part of the Avalanche Write Club (before the studio closed), one of our exercises was to write loglines for our projects. A logline is a sentence-long distillation of your...
I’ve been working on a novel called The Tediad. It was conceived in a period of dispiriting unemployment, and perhaps fittingly, it might be completed in a similar state. It has taken me an...
Resume Tips It’s that time again folks, time to polish up those old resumes. I thought I would share a few helpful hints on taking a good resume and making it into a great...
High-five I woke up the next morning stiff and cold. My phone, which became useless the moment I arrived, had plunged to 60% battery life. As we gathered around the kitchen area, waiting for...
Out of the Armchair – Part One Without the benefit of porcelain 03/17/16 Thursday “Oh shit, this is the day.” I was at first aghast, but I knew I shouldn’t be. I could feel...
Pokeversary The Distribution I say goodnight to my co-workers and stroll out of the building as I have done countless times. This night however, I’m not going straight home. I head west to a...
Coming to Town The elevator doors slide open slowly. Across from me is another set of elevators. Upon the metal doors, I can see my reflection staring back. I look both old and young,...