So if you didn’t know, I’m in the final stages of editing book 2, aka The Mercy of Men, which means going through the proofreading notes from my editor and performing any last tweaks. Some of these are stylistic, like whether to capitalize the word mohawk (I don’t) or to write out numbers in percentages… Continue reading MS Word, Thou Art A Jerk and CALL FOR EARLY READERS
An article from NPR on the phenomenon of people liking certain foods and not others came across my newsfeed. They managed to draw out a thousand words on people have preferences (imagine!) before the comments started, and like a numpty, I read them. There is no one more sanctimonious than the people whose kids happily… Continue reading Don’t Call Me A Picky Eater
I am not a technology person, so of course I married the sort of man who thinks a month-old phone is “a bit dated.” In some ways, this is perfect. I hate all things that require more set-up than plugging them in and pushing an “on” button, he positively revels in finding little bowls to… Continue reading Smartphones Are For Idiots Like Us
One of the downsides of doing lots of formatting and design work is you begin to recognize common fonts. “But why is that a downside? Isn’t that cool to be able to look at a brochure and go ‘Calibre, Calibre, Times New Roman?’” No. Because most people use the same fonts over and over and… Continue reading Papyrus: Looking Terrible Since 332 BC
My Facebook news feed has recently been all a-buzz with the latest news: Millennials aren’t eating cereal. Doesn’t take much to make the news these days, does it? Heavens to Betsy, we’re not eating cereal, and the reason the news people are up in arms is because the most common reason cited is that it’s… Continue reading It’s Not About Cereal, It’s About Entitlement
To be a writer, you need very few things. A pen, some paper, a computer helps, but really, the entry barrier is pretty low. Sit there and type. You did it! You’re a writer! But to be an Author? Boy oh boy do you need a lot of crap. Today’s post is brought to you… Continue reading In Soviet Russia, Book Formats You
Back in university, my friends and I decided to put together an online role-playing group, because we were that type of nerd. It would be steampunk-themed, some sort of supernatural detective agency. I forget the rest of the details anymore, but it seemed like a fun idea. Everyone else was creating doppelgangers of themselves, but I… Continue reading I Am Not My Characters
There’s something delightfully Jetsons-esque about being able to say, “Come over anytime, my robot cleans every day.” Everyday life with a Roomba.
The writing community has this weird little thought process that goes like this: “If you think your writing is good, that means that you just don’t understand how bad it is.”
Guess what, world? I love my writing–and I don’t think it sucks at all.
Do you ever have those moments where you just want to smack your hand through your forehead so hard it comes out the other side?