Category Archives: Writing

Things I’ve written.

Indispensable for writers…

…the lat­est Dres­den Codak web­comic woss­name deals up a list of the Essen­tial 3rd Act Twists.

Tom Gauld, my new favourite cartoonist

42. Jet­pack Dis­cov­ered in tom gauld’s Flickr pho­to­stream. …hits the nail right on the head with this one.

The movie deal (now with picture!)

EXTRY! EXTRY! Local writer sells story to King film-maker! Read all about it!

Some of what I wrote tonight

More writ­ing in Once I Was You, involv­ing an old French song and a pas­toral vaca­tion. This bit is set on a world called Cloe­dine, where our POV char­ac­ter is tak­ing a break from her work as an envoy. She keeps hear­ing snip­pets of some ancient song: À la claire fontaine M’en allant promener I

Millions just fell from the sky

The now-defunct site ficlets.com had a fea­ture called “Inspi­ra­tion”, which would offer you an open­ing line, an end­ing line, and a smat­ter­ing of CC-licensed pic­tures from Flickr to try and give you some­thing to write about. One time the end­ing line I got was “…mil­lions just fell from the sky”, and here’s what resulted: Take

RZR wordle

Appar­ently this is a visu­al­iza­tion (from Wor­dle) of my short story Res­ur­rec­tion Radio, map­ping the 1000 most used words in the story. Larger words appear more often in the text. It seems my POV char­ac­ter men­tions his friend Kayla’s name an awful lot.

The last few days

On Thurs­day we went to the Corb Lund con­cert at the West­man, and it was fan­tas­tic. The open­ing acts were quirky and alt-country, so they meshed well with Lund and his band. The head­lin­ers played a lot of my favourites, which made me happy. All in all, there was near enough not to mat­ter to

Lazy Sunday

Today I sent away a story, pre­vi­ously pub­lished, to a pod­cast­ing site in the hopes they’ll want to make it an audio story. Not sure if they’ll bite — I really don’t know if it’ll trans­late well to the audio for­mat — but noth­ing ven­tured, noth­ing gained. Then we went over to our friends’ place

Another start

Not sure where this is going, but here’s what I wrote tonight: Once I Was You Every time your heart beats, a ghost spins off. Invis­i­ble, a per­fect copy of your state of mind, he or she ascends, ris­ing into the dark of the eter­nal night, bound for the edge of time and the unimag­in­able con­flict

Jenny, who is a dog

So a while ago I wrote two episodes in a semi-continuing series on ficlets, and tonight I wrote the third. The story is far from over — in fact, in all can­dor, I have no idea where it’ll wind up — but it’s been fun to write it so far. Here it is, to date. Jenny, who