I've had difficulty dealing with the disruption in publishing over the last decade or so. I was unlucky to find myself entering the lists just as the publishing world began to fall apart. Those fragments of an old guard I was fortunate enough to encounter showed enthusiasm for my fiction, though in trying to find… Continue reading Stray thoughts on the purpose of gatekeepers
This is mastery: overcoming the limits of the self through the practice of a life-affirming discipline.
Sentiment takes any criticism, real or only inferred, and turns it into an excuse for a reaction, anything to return the focus where we demand it belongs.
I've always had a poor tolerance for futility. Faced with a task I sense is futile, I'm like a cat with a sock on its back. I just collapse under the weight of absurdity. This has rarely made me popular. The war of attrition waged by this on friendships forged under the sunny skies of… Continue reading Pushing Past Futility