Futurist Fiction
The shiny black hardcover jacket winked in the sun, mysterious as a unit of dark matter. I lifted the book from the sale table outside Borders Books & Music and flipped its pages. Elementary particles...wormholes...the uncertainty principle...reading this before I head off to college will make me sound smarter when I get there, right? And... Continue Reading →
"When people say, Did you always want to be a writer?, I have to say no! I always was a writer.” That quip from the legendary Ursula K. Le Guin headlines my “About the Author” page on this site. And perhaps it’s even true—I’ve certainly put my share of words on paper. But without Le... Continue Reading →
My blog is becoming an obituary column. Just days after saying goodbye to David Bowie, today we face another beloved British performer's sudden departure: Alan Rickman. Few actors can glide between genres--classics, science fiction, fantasy, and more--and bring such an unmistakable presence to every one. I'm still too shocked to attempt writing a proper tribute, so instead I... Continue Reading →
“Here am I sitting in a tin can/far above the world/planet Earth is blue/and there’s nothing I can do…” Rich layers of synth and guitar oozed from my mother’s monolithic turntable speakers. They probably stood taller than I did the first time she played me one of her David Bowie LPs. His music provided a... Continue Reading →
