‘ve talked about how I am a method writer. A story starts to feel real to me when the characters start to feel real, when I can get into their heads and their skins, when they become familiar, like friends, and I can sit down and know exactly how they will behave. Not long ago,…
I. hen I woke up this morning, the Chicago Cubs were still World Champions. So that really happened. And if I feel like the whole thing is surreal and dreamlike, I can only imagine what the Cubs and fans throughout Chicago must feel like. Congratulations Chicago! II. There have been a lot of comparisons to…
he Chicago Cubs just won the World Series. When they made the final out, I jumped up, screaming, then crying, then laughing. I’m overwhelmed. It is surreal. This transcends favorite teams. I can’t describe the emotions I’m feeling right now. I can’t imagine what Chicago must be feeling. I don’t even know if I will…
s I work on settling in back here (boy, it feels good to be back!), I am looking for good blogs to read. I recently did a massive purge of my RSS feeds on Feedly mostly because I was completely ignoring most the stuff accumulating there. What remains is a sampling of the types of…
arlier this year, I said that I was winding down this blog and moving things over to Medium. I also said that I was retiring from writing science fiction. Looking back on the latter, I feel foolish. It was the petulant cry of someone who had momentarily faltered and was looking for a way out.…
turned 44 today—two score and four. It marks only the second time in my life that my birthday falls on Easter Sunday, which is a fabulous illustration of the vagaries of the lunar calendar. (The first time my birthday fell on Easter Sunday was in 2005.) The kids woke me up this morning with happy…