The abstract art of living and writing

Look at that, if I don't like manually force people to read my blog, no one seems to find this one. It is a rather comforting release of...

The days of the string

As Nesby moved forward with his theoretical work in string theory and quantum mechanics, there was an odd sense about the direction i...

Time to evolve in our reading choices

On a roll tonight, really excited with some of the things I am doing with the newest project. It is true what they say, sometimes reading...

Even prostitutes aren't free

So yesterday there were two topics I gave consideration to for the blog. Today I broach the second topic - giving away our product. Yes, wri...

The cliche of life, love, death, and other redundancies

So, many of my blog posts are direct responses to questions, comments, and thoughts which I happen to see when perusing different writers gr...

A weekend of post nihilistic libations and futuristic dystopian failures

Another weekend upon us and another weekend filled with activities that, as with many of us, involves that favorite lubricant; alcohol!...

Notes from nowhere

This new project is challenging me in so many ways. I have always been a sequential writer. A story comes to mind and I work it out sequenti...

A dystopian ball of confusion? Or just one too many drinks last night?

It’s a little bit dystopian; a little bit sci-fi and every bit me. I have a style and a general concept behind all writing that relies ...