I know I risk alienating a large portion of my readers by continuing to post updates on my life. Who wants to hear that kind of stuff, right? You want intrigue, sex, scandal, and violence, right? You want the sordid details of my adventures on Skid Row, or the story of my run-ins with celebrity [...]
I am aggressively pursuing buying a home. In the current market, and given my current location, this means roughly $666,000, give or take a few thousand. Incidentally, that figure also doubles as the phone number for Hell’s customer support center. If Hell had a customer support, that is. I sincerely doubt it’s any good.
HARRY: Hey, [...]
The book is done, incidentally. I spent the day editing and fixing up the file and making it ready for PDF-ifying, which is not as easy as it sounds. Because the PDF file has to be a specific size, with bleed margins and all sorts of embedded font nonsense that eventually makes you realize that [...]
The Fog is about as cinematically interesting as pea soup. Which is director Rupert Wainwright’s favourite soup, incidentally. And, perhaps less coincidentally, the film’s muddled plot has the same consistency. When directing a ghost story, it’s not fair to viewers to keep changing the mechanism by which the ghosts enact their fearsome return to the [...]