There are no constants. Not so long ago, if you wrote fiction and you wanted to get it published, you had to find an agent. Agents were the doorkeep...

Recently I read ‘Life Is Simple,’ by John Joe McFadden. It is subtitled ‘How Occam’s Razor set science free and shapes the u...

Recent events bring back memories of a guy I used to know. He is long gone now, but when I knew him, he was vibrantly, balefully, malevolently alive...

I love accents. “Oh, you can’t do that,” I was told, not long ago. The person in question had read one of my recent writing projec...

Watched an interview with David Foster Wallace, in which he went to great lengths to impress on the interviewer, I’m Smart! I’m Smarter ...

For me, there is one benefit to all this staying at home: I am getting a lot of work done. I have gone back to writing my first draft longhand, on l...

If you told me about a mystery story containing a supernatural element which is essentially syncretistic, and in which the main character is po...

I love movies. Some of them, anyhow. My wife and I have an ongoing joke: she likes movies with lots of dialogue and I like movies with gratuitous nu...

I have been having trouble writing much of anything lately. Actually, this post will be the first time I’ve written anything more complex than...