I am having a bad day. A hard day, following a hard week, in the middle of a hard month. We’re all having days like these, I’m sure, when our usual balms aren’t available. We can’t meet friends for drinks after work, or go to a movie, or run to
People tell me their stories. They always have, even when I yawn and put my head down on the table or exclaim, “Look at the time! Gotta run!” Even when I say, “I’ve heard this story a thousand times, Marvin.” Even before they find out I’m a writer or that
Some people have asked about my post on why I have a grimoire, wanting to know a little more about what goes into it. First, you do not have to have a totally awesome dragon-embossed tome. You can use almost anything with a cover (or you could use a computer
I’m trying to find a comics or graphic novel art class around here and all I can find are opportunities that require me to be between the ages of eight and twelve. I can’t help wondering why we think only kids want to do fun things.
I am in the process of enjoying the holiday season among the palm trees and ocean breezes and will be back after the New Year.