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Thanksgiving is a time for family.
No matter how screwy your family is.
This short story is an exaggerated version of a real conversation between me and my Godfather, arguably the man most responsible for me becoming the man I am.
So blame him.
Believe it or not, writing a good character corruption isn’t easy. This is a little ironic given how common character corruption is in real life. We see it constantly. When I was in the Army, one of the most common jokes is how a guy will suddenly transform into an asshole the second he pins…
If there’s one thing that storytellers pretty consistently mess up, it’s the narrative handoff. Good storytellers, with good narratives, have a specific, clear point-of-view character, and that narrative focus often shifts as the greater story progresses. However, for every good example of passing a story’s baton from one group to the next, there are dozens…
A few of you have contacted me about my bookmarks. For context for everyone, when I attend in-person events, comic cons, craft fairs, local festivals, etc., I usually offer, in addition to my books, decorative bookmarks. These bookmarks are only available in person. I tried, for about ten minutes, to sell them on this website,…
One of my last posts before the holiday break was about my hat getting stolen. I was at a Christmas show in Vermont and, during breakdown, someone walked off with my hat. Now, in the first show I have done for 2026, somebody stole my wallet. I’m fairly sure it was one of the workers…
Let me say it again: research. This past weekend, I was at my last show of the year, the Holly Jolly Craft Fair in Nashua, NH. During the day, my cousin showed up with his wife and daughters. True to our family’s genetics, he couldn’t just say, “hay, remember me?” No, he had to be…
This past weekend, I was at the Vermont Holiday Market, up near Burlington. During the breakdown, when everyone’s just trying to pack up and go home, my hat was stolen. I had packed everything, and left to move my truck closer to the doors. I brought my bag, which held cash, my laptop, my ledger…
