The Myth of Validation

I self-publish.

What that means is that I write what I want to write, based on a lot of factors, like how I feel, what I’m interested in, what my upcoming schedule looks like, what I’ve already finished, what my beta readers are pestering me for, and what I think will sell. After that, I work on it until I decide it’s done, and then I arrange for it to be assembled, laid out, covered, blurbed, categorized, and button-pushed. I don’t ever push the button myself; that’s not in my skillset.

And then I see what happens.

It’s entirely possible with anything I write that no one will like it. And that bothers me plenty.

Because I want to be liked just as much as the next guy. More than a lot of them.

And this is why the professional writing industry has more work coming to them than they could ever seriously consider. Writers want to be liked.

More than that, though. They want to be liked by the right people. It’s the it-clique in high school. The money doesn’t matter. They want special, important people to wave a magic wand and dub them special and important, themselves. Continue reading “The Myth of Validation”



These are the fellows who brought us Come With Me Now a couple years back.  Fabulous, fabulous.  Did some digging, because that’s what I do at this point, and turned up that the four of them are brothers, which engages my writer brain immensely.  What has it got to be like, to be in a group like this with your three brothers?  The personalities on display are huge.  I will probably end up watching interviews and live performances to get a sense of what they’re like as people.  Very intrigued.

Any rate, I’m posting this now because it’s only 12 days old, and that’s novel to me.  I need to watch it all the way through four times to watch each of them individually, but I always get distracted.  Fun stuff.

You needed more singing gorillas in your life.  Believe me.

What I’m reading: Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett

What I’m watching: NCIS, in large quantities


Grinding through Gorgon as my April NaNo project, and it’s every bit as big and complex as I expected it to be.  Finished the rewrite on Houston, which is going to need a new handle, because it isn’t just in Houston any more, and making steps toward getting both Miami and Portal Jumpers set loose into the wild.

Need to get my books list updated after pushing everything last year; sorry about that.

Video.  Moriarty.  If you haven’t watched the BBC modernization of classic Sherlock, you should.  This is the dude who plays Moriarty, and while he actually doesn’t get much screen time, you don’t realize how *big* he uses it until you see it all compressed into one place.  Zounds.

What I’m reading: Write.  Publish.  Repeat. by David Wright, Johnny Truant, and Sean Platt

What I’m watching: Sherlock series by BBC



Chloe Garner was born when I was sixteen. I’ve been writing stories since I was very young, but I had something of a realization when I was in my teens that I wanted to separate my stories and my writing self from my ‘normal’ self. Partially, that’s because I’ve known since my teens that I was destined to be a certain type of person, professionally. I live a Dilbert existence, and Alice is my hero. Folks who know me and who happen to hear that I write fiction invariably ask some version of the question about how a technical, left-brained, mathlete such as myself can/would/might think of telling stories. Never mind that science fiction and fantasy have long been populated by men and women who have owned pocket protectors (I don’t have one, but my dad does). Never mind that technology is just as preoccupied with understanding the world as any writer is. Never mind that narrative is a structure just like a bridge and if any bit of it is malformed or misplaced, the whole thing tends to fall down in a stiff wind.


I’ll talk about why technical people make great storytellers another time.

Suffice to say that these two things are seen as polar, rather than ends of a circle that tend to meet back around on the other side. Continue reading “BlenderFiction”


Not sure where this came from, but JJ turned it up (as is true with most of my randomest of music video finds) and all I can say is that, wow, I wish Mr. May put out more English-language work.  That voice, man.

Tell Me a Story

It should probably come as no surprise that I am a passionate person. Most writers are, and for good reason. Caring about the details of writing demands passion if you’re going to enjoy it, and I love writing. I love the experience of it, sitting down and working at it for an hour or more at a time and walking away with a piece of a universe that didn’t exist before sitting at the page. I get moody and angry for days when I lose work to the malicious gremlins that live in my computer, and I’m a bit compulsive when it comes to my backup scheme.

My mom carries a jump drive in her purse with all of my work on it. I’m not sure she knows that, but it’s there.

More than writing, though, I’m passionate about stories.

For the last four years, I’ve participated in NaNo, the national (international, these days) novel writing month, a massive, worldwide festival of celebrating writing fast. I tell time in years by which NaNo project I worked on in that year. I can tell you what was going on in my life by book, and those four Novembers stand as signposts that tell me how far back something really was. Continue reading “Tell Me a Story”