about

I’m writing a story a day. Whether that is a day on Earth or a day on Proxima Centauri b, I’m afraid I don’t know. At least I can assure you there will be no Venus days here.

They may be tiny or large, most sit at about five-hundred words. Some are incomplete, offering only reality cross-sections. Others are full of multiple parts. I treat my writing like I treat catching plankton in a pond: a vial could keep you busy for years, but let’s just look at a few and move on. Because most of these daily writings have too much nonesense plots and nonesense spellings, I’ve not made them publicly available. You will find second drafts, third drafts, and so on – likely never a final draft because I’m always going back and making small adjustments.

If my writing tickles one muscle in you in any one way, just think on that for a moment. A few words botched on the sceen and, by you glancing over them, have caused a kick of the knee, the jerk of a lip, or made you wheeze. Were that tickle pleasant, you are free to reduce me to a mere tickle machine: put money in one side (cough, ahem, Patreon) and out the other I will ooze digestible tickles like a tube of toothpaste.

Also, on my Patreon I write monthly newsletters about reading, writing, and the land between.

Enjoy.