So this week, having no new “Not A Review” to do, and having only just recently done a “Teaser Tuesday” and a “Random Rejection”, I decided to return once more to the giant stack of elementary school papers that my folks sent me some years back. This one is another example of “Jim Can’t Draw”*, and also an example of “But At Least Jim Knows What To Put On Pancakes”.Continue reading “The Early Years: Syruptitious”
So there are some kids who you can just tell are going to grow up to become artists, because even when they’re little, they’re creating ridiculous good drawings and sketches. For instance, years ago, one of my wife’s 10-year-old students, upon learning that his teacher’s wife was a fellow Doctor Who fan, whipped up this little sketch of a Silent, a member of a group of alien religious fanatics who are one of the Eleventh Doctor’s main antagonists, whose primary ability is that nobody remembers a Silent after leaving his presence, but will still be compelled to act upon whatever instructions the Silent gave them:Continue reading “The Early Years: We’ll All Float On”
So just before the end of 2016, I finally finished what is
surely almost definitely probably the final major editing draft on Television Man, my dark fantasy novel which is sort-of set in the Adirondack park of upstate New York.
And you know what that means: It’s time to prepare and lay out the ebook and dead tree versions. It’s not as easy as one might think.