Unpacking Inner Landings

This section took me by surprise. The doors opened on the elevator and suddenly there was an incredibly boring office taking up the better part of the level. I guess sometimes even wonders can be boring. Let’s unpack. Sheilak’s Departure I’ve haven’t used Sheilak much as of late – the group’s arrival in The Ravine…

Fiction Tuesday – Inner Landings

Today’s blog is the continuation of, Welcome to the Valleys. If you would like to catch up with the tale, the first section can be found at this link As the lift continued to descend into the depths of The Ravine, Jeremy began to feel a pulsing from the crystal he wore around his neck. He was still learning…

A Monday’s thoughts on writing

What compels people who write 1 to put slices of their innermost selves “out there” for people to see? It’s a frightening prospect. Once something is out for public consumption, after all, people can do almost anything with it. And when people attack or, worse, ignore one of those slices of an author’s soul existential…

An Idolatrous Promise

A recent comment on my post, Ironic Partisans pointed me to a well-written article about Donald Trump, authored by Rachel Held Evans. As readers of this blog are aware, I am desperately trying to avoid filling the echo chambers of social media with more fuel – but Rachel quoted something from Mr. Trump which I…

Snow and Love

Last week I remarked how I’m not much of a “snow person.” Frankly, if I’m going to be wet I’d rather be warm. Also, if the water is frozen you can pour a whole bunch into a pool and have a blast going off a diving board 1. The house depicted in this photo, on…

Playing with keys

Last year I had the pleasure of setting up my first video studio. It has three cameras, lights, an ATEM TV Studio switcher, mics, and all sorts of goodies 1. Sadly, during the budgeting process one of the things I had to cut was a green screen. I’ve alway wanted to play with chroma-keying, and…