July 30, 2020


Slats looked about as comfortable as an Eskimo Pie on July sidewalk as he climbed into the car. He sat down like the chair could have lined with punji sticks, even though he’d ridden in Blue near fifty times.

“Roy’s?” asked Jake, not looking Slat’s way.

“Sure. Y...

July 28, 2020

It's time to do book promotion. Mostly for BLACK TRACE, which I'm nailing down a release date for (probably November given lead times needed). But also for my mother's science fiction books, which were originally printed over a period of time from 1975 or so until 1987...

July 22, 2020


Everything had gone straight to hell since Danh-Danh and his pals had bought it, Thin Man decided. He stared into the curved screen, reflection distended and convex in the glass.

Los Coyotes had gone gunning for the Sons of the Tiger in general and Danh-Danh’s...

July 18, 2020

Hell of a week this week, folks. On top of a last week which was a hell of a week. Tell ya, I'm getting a mite too old for this ridiculousness. But the world we live in now is all ridiculous all the time so I suppose I better keep being used to it.

Wanted to talk a litt...

July 14, 2020

This is more a note to myself than anything else, but I wanted to tip my hand as to upcoming projects that I'm supposed to be filling all my free time with. Here we go.


Timelined for this summer/fall. Digital-only science fiction. Currently being serialize...

July 14, 2020

Yeah, I know. I said I wasn't going to put up another chapter. I lied.

I might lie again.

Rest of this week will be pretty quiet. Real life will be intruding and demanding a lot of time and energy. But I've got thoughts. Boy, do I ever.



Jake watched the skeleto...

July 10, 2020

I meant to have a substantial other post up this week, but life interfered.

Also, I may serialize the whole of this novel here. Why not. Not like it was gonna sell anyways.

I may, however, not.



Eight years after.

Jake awoke in the middle of the night, tasting ke...

July 7, 2020

Only my memetic content is...unusual.

Also, it betrays what is probably best regarded as an uneasy relationship between myself and criticism/commentary/what have you.

And away we go!

I just made the above last week. Yeah. Getting real tired of death of the author being us...

July 6, 2020

So in the midst of cleaning up the office yesterday and doing some shelf rearranging, I took the opportunity to update the shelf of my own work that I maintain. Oh sure, it's a monument to vanity, etc etc. Sure it is.

Let's break down things and dig in a little. Uh, lef...

July 2, 2020

Two years following.

The 1203 Club didn’t belong in Orange County, yet there it was as plain as a thumb in an eye. It should have been built in Riverside or Fontana, in the shadows of a dead steelworks or next to one of the Inland Empire’s auto graveyards. If there was...

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