This weekend I babysat a kitten named Cocoa for my brother Gabriel. I was so excited! I was going hang out at his condo while chilling with the little fluff and getting a ton of thumbnail sketches done over an awesome 3-day weekend of peace and fun. Well, I have never owned cats, therefore I … Continue reading Plans Foiled by Kitty’s Devil Mode
I haven't been consistent with blogging over the past year, but I am quite proud that I've been consistent with my projects. At the end of February, a short story collection is due to my editor ("Tea & Pelicans, and Other Short Stories"). My brother and I love discovering new short story collections, therefore it … Continue reading Self-publishing 2020
I am now the proud owner of two collections of Victorian era short fiction (one is science fiction, the other is vampires---and, holy crap, today's vampire stories have nothing on the old-school horror of these tales!!). They are titled "Dracula's Guest" and "Frankenstein's Dreams," both assembled by Mr. Michael Sims. Mr. Sims introduces each short … Continue reading Victorian Vampires and SciFi
For "Jeepy" was a Jolly Good Fellow My first car when I was 18 was a black 1994 Jeep Grand Cherokee Sport. A boxy little thing with more rust than paint, which was so bad that we joked it was a grey-and-rust colored Jeep instead of black. My brother Anton and I swapped cars when … Continue reading Small Adventures Here and There
I hate that I find myself repeatedly apologizing for my lack of blogging. Though I am quite sorry. Since graduating, my schedule has sadly been conducive neither to the immersion of self in nerd-tastic books nor to the eager pursuit of self-publication. Aside from work I find my time largely consumed with family happenings and … Continue reading In the Absence of Words
Clearly I didn't finish all those scenes/stories before the January 1st. That's okay (I've come to terms that I'm always behind on writing). I had good times with family this December. Now the kids are headed back to school, Anton's back at university, and the adults are all returning to regular workdays. Anton and I … Continue reading Thoughts on the New Year
Flanked by two hardback wheeled suitcases at either ankle, Gaston waited on the curb, watching the families from the surrounding low income area enjoy the sunbathed park across the narrow street. Behind him loomed an aged apartment complex---a concrete eyesore---which had been his home for the past ten years while he worked, attended university, and … Continue reading First Day of Summer
Two nights before Halloween I went with my sister and her kids to a pumpkin patch hosted by a local high school softball team. After browsing a color-coded fruit labyrinth, we each chose one and returned to my sister's house where we sat in the driveway, listening to Michael Jackson's "Thriller," and carved. My pumpkin … Continue reading The Late Mr. Pumpkin
Among a sparse but sprawling bed of wispy cirrus clouds, a pair of sky people attended a power box protruding from a bulbous grey tuft of water vapor. One wore a toolbelt and unfastened the box's door; the other stood behind him, scribbling on a clipboard. Both wore blazing white uniforms of pressed collared shirts … Continue reading The Other Side of the Clouds
Duri Rolvsson 