An Innocent Abroad

The Big Adult thing I've done so far this month is start the eternal quest to nail down my tax responsibilities. This so far has include...

Yesterday I hit 98,000 words on the current novel. Which is about 13,000 words farther than I thought it would go, and I still have a handfu...

I keep winding up in London, unintentionally, for purposes that are not entirely work-related. Not that I'm complaining. Monday was a ...

I may have mentioned before the two things all STEM PGR students say that makes me want to do my weasel in a henhouse imitation: "Of co...

I've never outlined a novel - which probably shows glaringly if you read the early drafts of The Shore . I make rough plans some times, ...

I'm a week into the PhD, and I've come to the conclusion that the administration is broken. Bluescreen Red-ring-of-death stab Caesar...

It's been a bad weekend, begun with bad news from home conveyed badly (note to family: I'm five hours ahead and there is literally n...