Writing Short

I love short things. My favourite aunt is a tiny and compact ball of energy. She’s like a rogue asteroid that actually makes everything she bumps into better. My co-writer, Jenn, is short. I always forget how short she is until we meet up. I need a longer word to do her justice, though. Jenn is awesome.

I always order the shorti hoagie from Wawa because believe it or not, there is too much of a good thing. Too much egg salad is not a good thing.

A short stack of pancakes is the perfect stack.

I’m not here to tell you about all the short things I like, though. I’m here to talk about short stories. I love short stories. I like reading them and I like writing them. Continue reading “Writing Short”

What I’ve Been Reading

The #WritersRead theme for April was banned books. I chose to read Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan. It’d been on my Kindle for a while, so this was a good opportunity to check it out.

I’d imagine the reason this book appears on so many banned lists is right there in the title. Two boys kiss. The kiss is very long (over thirty hours long, in fact), as these two boys are intent on breaking the Guinness Book of World Record for Longest Kiss. Surrounding this amazing stage are several other stories, other boys who are connecting, looking to connect, and missing connections. All of this is relayed from the point of view of dead gays. In other words, the book is thoroughly gay. Unbelievably, there are a lot of folks who still have a problem with that.

I am not one of them. As any regular visitor to my blog will know, I often write about boys kissing. I think kisses are wonderful. I like to write about all people kissing. Continue reading “What I’ve Been Reading”

8th Annual Mental Health Awareness Month Book Fundraiser

For the month of May, Jenn and I will be donating the proceeds from all sales of the Chaos Station series to the 8th Annual Mental Health Awareness Month Book Fundraiser, benefiting the Keith Milano Memorial Fund at the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention.

I chose to participate in this fundraiser, in part, for Felix, the character I wrote in the series. I can’t remember if we actually ever stated, plainly, in the books, whether Felix suffered from PTSD. It should have been obvious. As a former POW who’d lost everything–his family, his lover, his home–Felix begins the series in much the same condition as his beloved ship, the Chaos. He’s held together with spit and duct tape. His crew is his new family, the ship his new home. His heart is a blank space. His head? He doesn’t go there and would prefer we didn’t either.

I did go there, over the course of five books. Tugging Felix through adventures that were both harmful and healing. At times, writing him brought me to tears. He was in so much pain and my outline only pointed toward more. In the third book, he broke, and it was kind of awful. Continue reading “8th Annual Mental Health Awareness Month Book Fundraiser”

A Day Ending in Y

I started writing this post with the intention of sharing all the interesting things I’d been doing over the past month. I’ve cooked, read over twenty books, watched lots of TV, several movies, played games, started on my spring gardening routine, extended my walking route through the neighborhood, written some words (about half a novella), finally compiled all the novellas and short stories in a single series into one volume for publishing, queried an agent, written blog posts, updated my website, and started sweeping and mopping weekly instead of leaving it until I can no longer see the floor.

I’ve been tempted to start a chart on how many times I have personally unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher so I can compare my dedication to kitchen maintenance to that of the rest of the family. Ditto laundry duty and bathroom cleanings. I don’t need a chart to know I’m putting in the most hours, there, though. I mean, every time I arrive in the kitchen, both sinks are full. I harbor a monster peeve about the stacking of dishes in both sinks. Why not confine the stacking to one sink so at least the other is useable? Or, you know, why not stack the effing dishwasher?

Let’s add experiencing increasing frustration with family members to the list of things I’ve been doing.

Wait, this isn’t the post I wanted to write. Continue reading “A Day Ending in Y”

Where’s the Rest of It?

Part two of my series on (relatively) recent gaming disappointments. Part one covered Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order.

The title of this blog post gives away my biggest disappointment regarding the otherwise fantastically entertaining game, Outer Worlds. But before I get into the ugly, let’s talk about the good and not-so-good. (No real spoilers follow except the fact the game was a lot shorter than I expected it to be.) Continue reading “Where’s the Rest of It?”