There are many motivations people have for sitting down to write: to express frustration, to describe something beautiful, to record ideas and concepts for posterity. I made a short video a while back entitled which touched on some of the reasons why I write. But as far as the day to day motivation, sometimes the big …
Ready for the second installment of “Nightstand Books”? This was something I first posted about a while back, i.e. what books were on my nightstand. It thought it would be a cool way to just let people know what I’ve been reading or plan to read or have read in the past. I had originally …
Welcome to the “Kool Books” series. If you stumbled across this post and are wondering just what this whole “six degrees” thing means, please see my original post about how it all works. To kick off this “kool” new series there were so many books I could have chosen, but the more I thought about …
Bookmarks are wonderful things, often as personal as the books we choose to read. In a pinch you could just use a scrap of paper or an index card and there are certainly times when I’ve done that. But if you’re going to give a book you read the royal treatment, you really ought to …
All right, I’ll admit at the outset that maybe this post is a little late. It looks like the sci-fi invasion of the cineplex may have already begun. 2013 was already a pretty “stellar” year for science fiction at the box office. Here are the main, big budget films that came out last year as …
Snow. It’s beautiful. It’s soft. It’s enchanting. Is it snowing where you live? Alas, there has not been much this winter in my neck of the woods. That’s why I love this picture. When I first saw it, it just made me feel like writing about snow. Because I’ve been in that picture, or at least …
One of the things I love about reading a good book is that sense of the transcendent which a story can give us. When I think of something transcendent, I think of something that stops you in your tracks, makes you look at the world anew, like you’re seeing something for the first time. Something …
The moon isn’t shining. It never shines on this part of the world. The perpetual clouds choke out its feeble light. Even the sun breaks through only infrequently, like the echo of some other age when things were warm and all the colors had not drained into the endless scraggly gray plateau. The wind never …
