X is for Xenophobia

Is it too late to pick an alphabet without an X? Yes? Damn. So, the story I’m working on–the one I’m sharing, piece by piece, on this blog–is about a universe that is rebuilding after a long and expensive war. The primary setting for the story is the planet that won the war.  It’s a planet that is

W is for Williams

Double dipping again, this time with the Storytime Blog Hop, and a great bunch of Speculative Fiction Writers from Holly Lisle’s Writing Classes. Williams “What about the ethical implications?” The old journalist glanced at her notebook, shifted her weight, and smothered an impulse to look at the boy, instead of the crippled man. Looking at

U is for Unexpected Surprises

I was shopping in the rock-bottom bargain bin at a used bookstore, and I bought a few books on the “What are you risking?” plan. Five, maybe ten bucks worth, and ten bucks on used books can go a long way.  I wasn’t expecting anything in particular. It was a grab bag, maybe a little influenced by

T is for Timely Turpitude

I had no idea what to write, and probably only about three brain cells left awake to write it with, when an acquaintance of mine provided me with the answer: turpitude. I’m in a small town, and that makes a difference. I have known this acquaintance (and his wife) for (mumble, mumble) years. Long enough

S is for Science Fiction

The truth  is, I don’t know where to start with this genre. If you want to go back all the way to the beginning, I think you land at a giant coloring book called Alfie in Computer City. I don’t remember much of the plot–Alfie gets sucked into a computerized world, I think–but I remember

R is for Repetition and Results

We’re getting on toward the end of the A-to-Z Challenge–only nine more letters to go–and I’ve done well with it. It’s April, and I’ve already gotten more traffic than I did during all of last year. I want to keep the habits I’ve started to build up here. I want to get to the end

P is for Perfection

Perfection is my drug of choice. Always has been.  In grade school, I was once held after school to finish a project that I had been too finicky to finish in the scheduled time. And I don’t mean, after school, that day. I mean after school that year. The thing was supposed to be an American

O is for Owning Your Website

As part of the A-to-Z Challenge, I’ve been on other people’s websites a lot, since the beginning of April.  These are personal websites. Artful websites. They are websites that are loved. Every single one of them. So, I’m going to grab a bullhorn, get up on a soapbox, and talk about owning your website. Because I

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