Category Archives: Who I am

Well, that totally failed to look like freakin’ Tron.

It’s official.  Those Solar Freakin’ Roadways that so many people out there spent so much money to support do not work. This isn’t a case of an experiment that failed. This isn’t a case of someone taking a chance on … Continue reading

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But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes

There is a question that I have probably spent far more time pondering than I should. Am I Pulp Revival writer?  On the one hand, I can point to “A Hill Of Stars”, which is very much a Pulp Revival … Continue reading

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Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you

So… I have been very hesitant to come out and say in so many words, “I am working on a new book” because I have had so many false starts over the past year, but I think I’ve gotten to … Continue reading

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Depression and the sophomore slump

While I finished what is technically my fourth novel a year ago, more and more I am thinking of The Book Of Lost Doors as one big story in four acts. I didn’t set out for it to be that, … Continue reading

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Some Notes Towards A Meta-epistemological Manifesto

I had an epiphany today. I have always mistrusted the concept of genre.  It has seemed to me to be both a hobble and a crutch.  By which I mean that by accepting a specific genre designation an author restricted … Continue reading

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Mr. Mephistopheles, dressed in red Wrote a letter to The Times He considered carefully what he said And mailed it with two shiny dimes Miss Antigone, pretty young thing Hung herself on the telegraph wire For seven days they let … Continue reading

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Everybody walks in the Kingdom of the Ants Everybody dances on Butterfly Hill Turn around bend down pull up your pants Run as fast as you can and now stand still Nobody wants to be the last in line Turn … Continue reading

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Look to the skies, the monsters cried loud A warning will come from the sky We waited for fire to fall from a cloud Certain that we would soon die Time is short, the end is near The monsters cried … Continue reading

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Where have all the children gone, marching off to peace Singing songs and waving flags and crying up the heaven Praying to their inner gods that fighting all would cease Shouting to the world with the sound turned to eleven … Continue reading

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Look, just don’t near that place I don’t care if there’s holes in the fence It’s the scene of a horrible murder case Still unsolved—what are you, dense? Did you notice the row of dolls on the shelf? They’re all … Continue reading

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