Lo único más poderoso que el odio, es el amor
09.02.2026 15:29
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Lo único más poderoso que el odio, es el amor
Was on a Writer's Digest University class on writing prologues, and someone in the questions said they were writing a historical thriller set in the EARLY 1980s, and I instantly died, turned to dust, and blew away...
I'm always looking for a new writing community and ways to get my work out there, so I'm checking out gavagai after getting an email about it from Writer's Digest. It's an interesting concept ...
First day of school for Screenwriting! Hoping that burying myself in homework will help me forget about Norway...
#SNHU
I sure am glad that Max woke up from her coma, because as much as I love Kate Bush, I feel like I’ve had Running Up That Hill on repeat in my brain for the last eight years, and I’d like to change it up…
Writing. Almost 8,000 words over the past 5 days. Might be my highest output over a short span in a long time.
I have at least 18 books in various stages of started, put down, haven’t picked back up, but want to finish. So, what’s one more! Hoping to get this done before seeing Sarah Langan in early January at Seton Hill.
Many thanks to the random person in Spain, who recently bought a copy of my eight-year-old collection of short stories, Stranger Things Have Happened!
#IGotASale
I wish I could watch the new Knives Out movie without it being sponsored by that slop Microsoft Copilot…
Stephen King: I killed poor, innocent Georgie in the beginning of IT.
Andy Muschietti (writing Welcome to Derry): Hold my beer mug full of numerous dead children.
Black Kenobi
I just finished sending out over 40 emails to various professors in Norway, looking for a Fulbright sponsor. There a few professors that would be a perfect fit (IMHO), so finger crossed ...
#RIP Optimus Prime
#Fulbright #HELP
I can't believe there are people that constantly blog. This is a pain in the butt...
Some days I write 27 words, and those words are a struggle. The other day, I was at -106 words for the day. Tonight, I had an hour to kill while waiting for the missus to get out of work, and I stopped by the nearest Starbucks. I guess I just needed to get out because I wrote 539 words in an hour.
SO IT BEGINS. I have taken an old manuscript I wrote about 9-10 years ago, re-plotted it, and have started a full re-write...
