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Category Archives: Writing

Need Some Old Music

So I’m working on a comics script, and I need some music from the 1920s — partially to reference, and partially for ambiance while I’m writing. Unfortunately, I don’t have the money to buy this stuff, and I think a lot of it might take some effort to track down.
So does anybody have any of […]

Note To Self…

Apparently nobody on the Internet has a sense of humor anymore. (Check out the comments.)
I suspect I’m in for a rough time of it.

So It’s Official…

…I am officially a blogger for The Unofficial Apple Weblog.
Er, that’s all.

Las Vegas Noir Book Launch Party

Be there if you can. It should be very cool.

Pat Dollard’s War on Hollywood: Politics & Power: vanityfair.com

Pat Dollard’s War on Hollywood: Politics & Power: vanityfair.com
Getchell and Laurenn told me about this article last night, and my God…just read it. Block out an hour and read it. It’s an absolutely astonishing piece of journalism about an absolutely insane, remarkable man named Pat Dollard, who went from being one of Hollywood’s top agents […]

In Which I Turn Once More To Sunday’s Clown

I got a call from Las Vegas CityLife editor Steve Sebelius today.
“I’ve got some not-so-great news,” he said.
I started writing a column for the CityLife back in, oh, late 2000 or early 2001. Originally called “Cyber Spyder”, it was a sort of basic technology column. I did so at the request of then-editor Matt O’Brien, […]

Dark Miracle

I just reposted my microjournalism story “Dark Miracle”, by request from several readers. I no longer have all the images I embedded in the story, but the text is there for you to read, if you’re so interested.

A Terrible Beauty Is Born

I just finished the first draft of a Cthulhu comic script I’ve been working on with my buddy Josh Wagner (whose comic book Fiction Clemens is appearing this month, and you need to go buy it, or I’ll totally kick your ass). It’s the first real piece of fiction I’ve finished in a long time. […]

This Monkey’s Gone To Heaven

[This is pure fiction. I never saw any bands when I was in high school that got famous later, though I did see Jeff Ament from Pearl Jam in the parking lot of Tower Records in Missoula, MT. I recognized him, but I didn’t know from where — I thought he was just a friend […]

Three Days Was The Morning

[Holy shit, I’m over 10,000 words into this. I haven’t gotten that far into any fiction in a long time. I know these excerpts don’t make any sense, by the way. And they’re not in direct linear order. There’s lots of stuff in between. Also, can anybody name the Okkervil River reference in this one?]
[Oh, […]