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That is not dead which can eternal lie…

Perhaps it was the smoke on the horizon that turned the setting sun into a dropped blood orange, or perhaps it was the pus-slimed wound in the his side, but the King was coughing–quietly, almost apologetically, a diametric opposite from … Continue reading

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You Won’t Understand A Word That’s In It But You’ll Write It All Again Before You Die

I’m going to rant here. Fantastic literature is not the “easy setting”. The particular spark that set me off today was an argument about The Last Jedi, but it’s an issue that has bothered me for a while now. Fiction … Continue reading

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This Ugly Little War

Recently, during a discussion regarding the new Wonder Woman film, a comment was made: Let me put it this way: I write a beautiful poem all about how we should nuke New York. The poem is lovely. Gorgeous. The language … Continue reading

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Enough With This Genre Foolishness Already

Lately I have been seeing some discussion regarding the subject of Genre that has grown acrimonious, with people whom I like and admire on various sides of the question. I’m not going to link to any of the posts because … Continue reading

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Frank settled down in the Valley, hung his wild years on a nail he drove through his wife’s forehead

“Some things are so small that you don’t notice them. Others are so big you run right into them before you know what they are.” –Samuel Delany, Einstein Intersection Imagine that you and a group of friends have been in … Continue reading

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No more sonnets.

Not “no more sonnets ever”, but I’m not going to finish my 31 in 31 days.  Just got overwhelming after a while. Still my favorite poetic form, though.

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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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