Oh, shut the fuck up. Shut up with your bullshit about role models and your shaming and your self-righteous tongue clucking. I’m so sick of Outrage Nation and leash-snappers. Miley is a train wreck. Fine. This is not breaking news. The pictures of her smoking up were your first clue. The stories about her and […]
So I missed two blog posts this week. I had two family rescue efforts that necessitated some unplanned time away from the keyboard. First, the World’s Greatest M-i-L needed half a dozen outlets in her home converted to GFI so the home she’s selling could pass inspection. Yesterday, son’s car threw a serpentine belt. My […]
I pulled my Scottish ass out of the fartsack this morning; groggy, grumpy, and four other unpleasant dwarves who don’t bear mentioning. “Shawn,” I mumbled to myself, “today we’re going to get a request for some goddamn pages from at least one agent. Today is the day.” Remind me to do that more often. It […]
I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. Not one. That’s sad. Maybe I’ll go to the gun range and send 30 cent nuggets of my paycheck sailing downrange into papers adorned with concentric circles. I haven’t bought any of my bridge building materials yet, so that’s a no-go. I guess I could gas up […]
The sweet spot in a writer’s life: The time between the first queries going out and the first rejection winging back. File this where you will: As I was typing the previous sentence, a rejection popped into my mailbox. There ya go. First dent in the door of the new car. Should be an insane […]
