Each year when it comes time to put together my eligibility round-up, I feel a mixture of satisfaction and impostor syndrome. I’m grateful that I continue to have the opportunity to do this work, even more so that other people seem to like it. For 2025, my eligible works include the fifth title in my…
I’m getting this one in before the New Year! Hooray! Every time I put together one of these round-ups, I feel pride in my work , the inevitable regret that I couldn’t do more, and the usual discomfort with self-promotion. This is a reminder to myself that all of these are normal and expected. For…
Well, dang. After an additional read-through — on top of the revisions, polish pass, and proofread — I uploaded the final files this morning for Sinister Snare‘s October 10 launch, only to discover that the placeholder file I’d uploaded last year had gone live on Google Books over the summer. I’m not sure how that happened,…
I’m late on this one, but I’m still putting this out there. Like last year, I feel self-conscious about posting such a list, but this needs to be an annual habit. Maybe next time I’ll put a reminder in my ToDoist and/or my bullet journal to make sure it happens in a more timely manner….
By now, you’ve probably been inundated by stories about recent advances in artificial intelligence—from art generation to text creation—and how it’s either the end of all things or the salvation of humanity. I’ve seen some hopeful promise as well as legitimate causes for concern, and for the latter I recommend the most recent episode of…
There haven’t been too many blog posts from me this year—only three, if the Scrivener project in which I keep all these entries is to be believed. I was only somewhat more active in this space the year prior. Many things kept me from blogging more, including health, stress, grief, anxiety, and a bunch of…
This is my first ever awards eligibility post—not because I’ve never written anything award-eligible before, but because I felt unworthy and for a long time I was naive about how nominations work. Even deep into middle age, impostor syndrome looms large. This, at least, changes now; I hope to make an annual habit of this…
