Walking to work when a small Yorkshire Terrier raced across 50' of quiet road, barking like mad and favouring one rear paw. It was cold and a bit snowy out. He was wearing tags so I called him over to pick him up but the barked and ran away a few feet, waiting for me to follow.
I have a classical education many around the world would envy... and it was mostly a waste of my time.
Now, before the fantasists get their jodhpurs in a knot, I want to put forth a theory to explain technological advancements, and why some civilizations don't have them, especially in fantasy literature.
Does Frosh Week still have value?Currently two Canadian universities are making headlines because of inappropriate behaviour encouraged during their Frosh/Orientation Weeks.The article I link to at the end of my rant asks if Frosh Week still has value. This is my answer:If Frosh Week (the week of orientation mostly for students living in residence) hasn't... Continue Reading →
Story rejections happen for a number of reasons. Here are a few, in no particular order. ~The story really does suck. (This was not a problem with "Why Pete?" because the judges at WOTF are very picky.) ~The story is of a type which doesn't appeal to the editor. (He/she hates space operas, or whatever.) ~The story is not a good fit for the publication. (The story is science fiction, the publication is Homes & Gardens.) ~The publisher has recently purchased and/or published a similar story. (Just bad timing.)
It looks kind cool and haunting here, but I wanted the final piece to look like it was hand sketched in black ink, like a band member had done it on the road, lounging in the bus between gigs. I used the sketch filter of Photoshop to find just the right brush length and contrast. Once I found that balance I signed it, textured the signature, and was done.
Men don't get discounts at most bars on Ladies' Nights, so the reason they go is to meet women. But the bar has been encouraging the women to drink more and maybe get a little (or a lot) drunk, which means that men go to bars on Ladies Nights to meet drunk women.
I already had a dog so I have no idea why they thought I needed a sister.
As a Canadian writer of stories of a speculative nature, including science fiction, fantasy, and horror, it has been one of my goals/dreams to have a story appear in Tesseracts, the annual Canadian Spec Fic collection.