Not that it matters, but… If only life were as anxious to make good for past mistakes as is the Motion Picture Academy. I’m sure Martin Scorcese’s a fine person, but there were seriously much better movies available to choose from this year. The Departed, if you haven’t seen it, is mostly just an excuse
Moved to a new place. Still renting. The new place is on Lake Mission Viejo, which is pretty cool except that, as it turns out, sound travels across water. Right now some house across the lake is hosting P-Diddy’s comeback party and he’s doing a cover of “Twist and Shout”. So sad. Frankly, I can’t
Right, so WFC last weekend. Outside of feeling like work, it was a lot of fun. Finally got to have my 15 minutes with Kelly Link. It was more like an hour and a half. Here’s what I think she told me…: I write good details and the SFnal elements of my stories work very
n my ever-broadening attempt to fit in with a group — yeah, here:1. FIRST NAME? Chronologically speaking, I figure my family name, “Dunn”, was determined before my given name, “Brian”. 2. ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? There have been other people in the world who were named “Brian” before I was. Had there not been,
I’ve launched my literary speculative fiction web zine at: TrabucoRoad.com It’s named after the street that I work on sort of. My job’s paying for this endeavor, so I figure I may as well give the street where the offices are located credit, because without that street, I wouldn’t have a job. Obviously. Except that
I got my rear window fixed so, with that, it seems there’s no longer any evidence of my having been at C06. (Those photos? I could have just been airbrushed in — anyone with access to PhotoShop can do *that* easily enough.) More proof: I was at WorldCon yesterday and saw Nancy Kress on a
The great thing about real-life work is that usually, if I have an idea, then take that idea to someone else to see if it sounds good to them, they usually say yes. Validation. It’s sweet. This is why I also submit short stories. To keep the validation in check. Found out today that I
Hey, I re-wrote something! I’d be excited about it if I were more confident that the re-write had made it *better*. I managed to cut 25% out of it (7,200 words down to 5,400) and brevity is a *form* of betterness. I hear. The hard part is that this story has heretofore been known to