Blue Butterfly Land
a few posts from BlueSky I liked enough to put here, pass on. includes the increasingly robust “Animals” section. which may include a not-exactly-real animal.
a few posts from BlueSky I liked enough to put here, pass on. includes the increasingly robust “Animals” section. which may include a not-exactly-real animal.
Like Gary Larsen, I’ve done a few desert island stories. Well, two that I can think of (this one and “Wolf Island”). Maybe more? I have sort of a real problem remembering all the fiction I’ve published. Years and years ago, at a bar in New Orleans, I was talking to a woman who said
Started finding these scattershot through my directories. This can’t be all of them, but . . . it’s the ones I’ve found so far, in the five minutes I gave myself before ducking back into the novel I’m currently losing my mind in. If you got some, get em to me, I’ll stash them here.
Even without her. Late addition: more of the fun that was everywhere yesterday, and also, still, today (8.26).
some cool-to-me articles and reads I happened to stumble. or, okay: I happened to find stranded in a tab, most often . . .
a jog application from a former copywriter, asking to please work in Hollywood, and being pretty clever with it.
the articles and posts and the like I’ve read the last little bit, that I thought worth saving, maybe passing on.
Looks like: Or, rather: “My name is Stephen Graham Jones, and I approve this message”
Ten or fifteen posts from Bluesky that made me grin. Or, “let me grin?” Whatever the case, grinning was going on. Because of these posts.
a six pack of books here, that go toward pushing back against bans, banning, and the losers that do that banning.
ten or so articles, reviews, columns and the like I thought worth saving—well, that I enjoyed enough to pass along.
Scrolling through my camera roll looking for a cool mouse I saw on a rack somewhere (the clicky kind, not the “eats all my cheese”-kind [related: I have no cheese]), having to get past all the UK shots, which I plan on doing a post about before too long, and . . . found this,
posting this from, as Dire Straits calls it, “London town”: Was thinking about doing some animal-specific version of these posts, so kept these a bit separate. Probably won’t, though. But . . . I might keep a little sub-section here sometimes?
Friends at cons give you the actual knife FROM this: from there to my hotel room: And . . . probably going to have to check my bag to get home, now. Also, keeping this friend close to the vest, as he probably doesn’t want to be the Connection . . .
best ten things (well, articles, columns, that-type thing) lately, from all over
If only I had room, ANYWHERE, for this excellent poster (someone just gave me an 8 x 11 thing I’m putting in a frame, and cannot find even enough wall space for that). And? Looks like Martyrs is the only one I haven’t seen, here. It’s not that I don’t like grueling. I mean, okay,