Hang Out

Hang Out I’m reading THE QUANTUM THIEF by Hannu Rajaniemi. He uses language the way an abstract painter uses paint. Some writers have the universe, or multiples, inside their heads. I’m only at page 15, and I feel like I’m there. To be honest I’m not too worried where the plot goes, I just like […]

Screw Everything Just Write

Second Skin, With Warts Calloused old hack I may be (fingers not soul, we hope).  I think I’ve grown the extra skin of resistance every writer needs to survive the slings and arrows of outrageous feedback, but even I find it hard these days not to be pulled every which way by the wealth of […]