A question has been bothering me for some time now. It is the sort that gnaws at you in the quiet moments. The kind of nebulous idea that keeps you up in the dark, staring at the ceiling trying to find an answer. I say nebulous, because it really is...
Memories have been on my mind of late. I don't think it is an age thing, though I am ripe for that midlife, "what doe sit all mean, what have I done" bullshit. I think my living with the mentality that I'm not going...
Last weekend I found myself with a lot of time on my hands to think. Like, a lot of time. Like, an unfortunate amount of time. Unfortunate because I was solo tabling my first con in over a decade and it was not great. One sale... To a friend. Not...
It becomes self-aware at 2:14 a.m. Eastern time, August 29th.
What I am going to read this summer!
Does anyone else remember film strips?