Post-covid author visits still seem like a nostalgic novelty, but I did one this week—traveling to the southernmost edge of Virginia in my L...

Last year I quietly recorded ten (of a projected 13) episodes of a sort of folkloric bestiary podcast with my pal Zack Giallongo . We called...

 I've been designing doors in my sketchbook. At a certain point I visited the Strong Oaks Woodshop with a scheme in hand. I've been...

  It was August when I opened up my notes and started serious work on redrafting this novel. I had planned to wrap it up in mid-November. I ...

 I remember when my sister was in high school and wrote this snarky Valentine's Day song. I'm glad she's still singing her offbe...

A little corner of my mind lives forever in this particular dreamspace.  All that and a bucket of inspiration . 

  It’s NaNoWriMo .  For me it’s NaNo(re)WriMo.  I have a little logbook.  I have an eighty thousand word manuscript to use as a startin...

THING ONE : I had a birthday the other day (I try to keep it to one a year). Early in the day I ran out to do a few errands in town and I p...

  This is a print of an early drawing of Leonardo’s that I bought when I was 16 years old (probably only a few years younger than he was whe...

 Here is a video of my sister and my nieces, recorded behind the old forge at my parents place in Indiana. This video made my day. Yesterday...

Tony has been reading a lot of Terry Pratchett, and so when he suggested that I would particularly enjoy Small Gods of course I picked up a...

  It’s the most frequent scribble in my notebooks, that little analogue that is Ben-but-not-Ben. Always walking, always thinking. Often head...