Archive for March, 2011

  • Your Penmonkey DNA

    Your Penmonkey DNA

    March 31st, 2011 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 45 Comments

    So, the question I’m putting forth to you is, who’s in your storytelling DNA? It can be writers, too — hell, I know I’m the turbid broth of Robert McCammon, Douglas Adams, Joe Lansdale, Christopher Moore, and others. But go beyond just those you’ve read and look too to those in your life. Who flipped on that storyteller switch inside your head?

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  • Loud Noises! Pots Clanging! Frothy Spittle! I Like Yelling At Writers!

    Loud Noises! Pots Clanging! Frothy Spittle! I Like Yelling At Writers!

    March 30th, 2011 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 67 Comments

    The point I’d like to make today is that, holy shit, I really enjoy yelling at you writers. It just gives me a total boner. And I don’t mean a real boner. I mean a — oh, hell with it, yes, I mean a real boner. A good firm — grr! — baby’s arm kind of erection, you know?

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  • I Am Offering A Writing Critique: Genre For Japan

    I Am Offering A Writing Critique: Genre For Japan

    March 29th, 2011 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 9 Comments

    Genre For Japan is a sci-fi, fantasy and horror-based auction to contribute to the Red Cross efforts regarding the Japanese earthquake and tsunami. I’ve got a lot in the mix where I offer an e-book collection and a writing critique, so, please hop on over there to check it out.

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  • Baby Madness: A Conversation

    Baby Madness: A Conversation

    March 29th, 2011 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 53 Comments

    Reliable information on baby-rearing — or, more specifically, baby-not-accidentally-killing — is as hard to come by as an honest politician or a unicorn wearing the flesh of his enemies. It begins, of course, with crib bumpers. “Oh, crib bumpers?” the experts say. “Those, yeah. Ooooh. Those will kill your baby.”

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  • Beware Of Writer II: Revenge Of The Teenage Penmonkey From Mars

    Beware Of Writer II: Revenge Of The Teenage Penmonkey From Mars

    March 28th, 2011 | The Ramble | terribleminds | 61 Comments

    Ahh, the writer. Sitting at his desk. Typing away. Clickity-clack. Clackity-click. Coffee by his side. But you gotta realize: the writer hides his crazy. It’s like a little secret present inside. A Pandora’s Box deep in the writer’s troubled heart. It is time, once again, to beware of writer.

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