Fran Wilde: How To Build A Monster!

Somehow, Fran Wilde keeps stealing the keys to terribleminds and posting her drawings and spreading her knock-knock joke propaganda all over the place. I keep changing the locks, but damnit, she’s wily. And apparently she’s convinced me to leave the comfort of THE FOREST to come to THE CITY tonight to celebrate the launch of her final Bone Universe novel at Barnes & Noble Rittenhouse in Philly? Frandamnit! * * * Question 4: How Do You Build A Monster? Heyyyy Chuck! It’s been a while! I know I’ve been busy... Read The Rest →

A Message To My Younger Writer Self

I just did a series of tweets (which needs a better collective noun — the cool kids call it a “thread,” but perhaps a “regurgitation” is a better descriptor? — about some stuff I’ve been thinking about since I did a workshop aimed at teens this past weekend at B&N’s Bethlehem store. It’s all about who you are as a writer and WHY you are a writer and WHY you write and — well, I’ll let the regurgitation speak for itself. Here are those tweets, or you can just click... Read The Rest →

Macro Monday Says, Buy Some Books, Help Puerto Rico

First up, let’s get this out of the way — Puerto Rico is undergoing a humanitarian crisis thanks to Hurricane Maria. It’s not good, and it’s getting worse. It’s devastation, literally and emotionally, for the people of Puerto Rico — which, please remember, is an American colony that already gets the short-end of the stick, and it exists under a president that right now feels very comfortable railing about NFL players taking a knee to protest the oppression of black lives but who apparently has little interest in shining a... Read The Rest →

Walt Williams: Five Things I Learned Writing My Memoir

Making a video game is like working for a blood-thirsty dictator – you spend a lot of time validating the player, who just wants to shoot people in the face. And if there’s one thing Walt Williams has learned from working in the blockbuster game industry, it’s that nothing good comes of validating people who aren’t him. After his misguided attempts to become an air force chaplain, Williams made the bold choice to move from Louisiana to New York City to try his hand at becoming a writer. All it... Read The Rest →

“What Am I, A Fucking Pioneer?” (Or, My Descent Into Forager’s Madness At The Behest Of Sinister And Seductive Hickory Nuts)

I walk sometimes. I walk with the dogs. We walk through all seasons, down backroads, past farms, past barns, past fields. We walk over mower clippings, dry and dead leaves, and after a hard rain or a big storm, we walk over the jellied frog bits left behind. Today I walked and found a praying mantis climbing on my shoe, because apparently this is the Year of the Mantis. We are besieged. And that’s fine. For years, we have also walked over nuts and the hulls that once held these... Read The Rest →

Macro Monday Makes You Meet The Mantis Again And Again

Another mantis shot. We are inundated with praying mantises this year. So many my dog stepped on one while walking. (It was okay, to my surprise.) I daily help at least one mantis across the road. In just the past few days I’ve seen them on our fence, our mailbox, on various trees and shrubs. They are everywhere. Curiously, we’ve also had a (very welcome) uptick in honeybees and monarch butterflies. Why? No idea. I usually spy a couple monarchs a day. And honeybees — dang, if I took all the honeybees I’ve... Read The Rest →

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