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Escaping Influence

A few weeks ago I wrote about my most recent writing's similarities to Cronenberg's body-horror flicks from early in his career, and the thought, once I'd put it into words, wormed its way all the way down the street to the library, where it forced me to borrow The Brood, Videodrome, and Naked Lunch. I'd… Continue reading Escaping Influence


Seeing Pieces of Yourself

I can't get with the Romantics. The Victorians either for that matter. I appreciate them like I appreciate orchestral music, and I have the best intention of delving back into Dickens the next time I have a large chunk of reading time available, but most of the time I'd rather shoot an albatross. Blake I like,… Continue reading Seeing Pieces of Yourself


Fed By Culture

I sometimes joke that all my favorite creative heroes are dead. This isn't strictly true (which is why it's a joke), but I'm terrible at staying current--and, frankly, I don't think it's all that important. I rarely consume (read, watch, listen, eat, think) anything first. Internet culture thrives on the same kind of immediacy as the rest of… Continue reading Fed By Culture


Time to Read

I'm sure most creative folks procrastinate and worry about getting back to a piece of work, but this seems to be particularly true when it comes to writers. Today I'm procrastinating. My "real" work is an almost-finished story that I can't quite get back into, at least not yet. In the meantime I'll read, cook, run… Continue reading Time to Read