I want to tell you something—something I’ve never told anyone

I want to tell you something—something I’ve never told anyone, not even my wife. Not that I was keeping anything from her really. I’d simply forgotten. Just another episode from a busy childhood, too silly or boring to mention. Had I even remembered. Which I hadn’t, until recently. But lately I carry it around with me like an invisible pendant over my heart. I was … Continue reading I want to tell you something—something I’ve never told anyone

I resist violent resistance

There’s an idea going round now, inside all the rest of it, that anything short of violent resistance is, at best, appeasement, and at worst, tacit collaboration. It’s the language of extremes that admits of only two distinctions (what is formally called a false dilemma): those who are with us — where you’re only truly with us if you’re with us in full — and … Continue reading I resist violent resistance

How I Beat My Struggle with Settings

I keep two files of art. Well, I keep more than two, but two specifically related to my novels: Characters and Settings. (Each project also has it’s own specific folder of inspiration.) My Settings file is particularly useful, because I struggle. I could write dialogue all day. In fact, that’s almost always how I start — with two people talking. Sometimes where they are while … Continue reading How I Beat My Struggle with Settings

A feast for the morbidly curious

So. I wanna tell you a story. About a man named Will King, NYPD detective—like me. King investigated the 1928 disappearance and presumed death of 10-year-old Grace Budd, who left her home to attend a birthday party and never returned. There wasn’t much to go on. In fact, there was nothing at all. No body. No eyewitnesses. No physical evidence of any kind. Little Grace … Continue reading A feast for the morbidly curious

In which I blame teachers for things

In light of recent news, and after a brief exchange I had when I shared this picture yesterday, I’ve been thinking a lot about science and science education. I blame teachers for this mess. I used to teach science. I even taught Science, which is different than science, after one of my freshman biology students, a Christian and a creationist, asked to learn more about … Continue reading In which I blame teachers for things

Battlecry! (a gift for anyone who can see this)

I’m guessing hundreds, if not thousands, of people now read this blog (based on the combo of subscriptions and RSS hits). It’s really kind of amazing. While it looks like this blog has been active for a long time, in truth I ported it to WordPress from my website not terribly long ago — 18 months maybe? — which basically meant starting from zero. To celebrate, I’m … Continue reading Battlecry! (a gift for anyone who can see this)