November 2020

After getting the rights back recently, I’m self-publishing my 103,000-word fantasy quest novel THE PURIST through Draft2Digital. When his wife is outcast from humanity, the last bard of a dying race thwarts a secret war and ancient gods to rejoin her. I made some minor revisions from the version that came out in summer 2018…

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After five satisfactory years, NineStar Press and I are temporarily parting ways. I’ve enjoyed working with this vital LGBTQIA publisher, and plan to do so again with new work in the future. That means that my space opera MORO’S PRICE, my fantasy THE PURIST, and my contemporary erotic romance MAESTRO are temporarily unavailable, until I…

Read More Unpublished and Published

Backstory: there’s a virtual gallery opening today that I’d wanted to attend, at a specific time. I have artwork in this show, I’m proud of the work, and I love the gallery. I also am lucky enough in the midst of a pandemic to *have a FT job with benefits*. It’s nearing the end of…

Read More Artists explaining themselves

Donald J. Trump lost. Now in addition to being a *known* conman, grifter, liar, coward, cheater, bully, racist, semiliterate ignoramus, incompetent businessman, serial adulterer, serial rapist, malignant narcissist, and likely traitor… He is that thing he feared most. A loser. Exposed as a loser. I don’t hold out much hope that the majority of his…

Read More US 2020 Elections

If anyone is coming here as a result of the Art Quilts show, the Fire Mountain seed bead contest, or TusCon 2020 (or anyone but trolls and bots, really), please bear with me. An update caused a few problems, which I hope to fix in a few days. To paraphrase the late great Douglas Adams,…

Read More Wonky site, bear with me

Well, my very outspoken needling of Trump & his Trumpculties on Twitter has resulted in my *second* account throttling, this time for six days. So if you don’t see me on Twitter this week, posting or answering, that’s why. Yes, I did say that specific Trump proxies should be ‘chomping Oxy by the dozen.’ I…

Read More Second Twitter ban!

From here I cannot see two oceans. Standing astride this ridge, one foot Touching sunset The other, night. On each side, cool winds taste the same.   From here I see no difference between Factory or farm, trailer or mansion, No hint of hand or ideology behind The lights that in distant valleys bloom. Thrumming…

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