So finally the Doctor ends up in a room with Hitler. The year is 1938. The Doctor or one his companions could kill Hitler. Imagine. You may think you'd never kill anyone, but would you kill Hitler in 1938? Imagine Poland never invaded. America never liberating Paris. London never going through the Blitz. And millions …
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If you’d like to be in a parallel universe…
So...just thinking that it would be nice to have more interviews for the parallel universe newspaper. And to have a bit more participation for other roles. If you would like to be a famous author in a parallel universe, you too could be interviewed for the The New Universe Times. As this is a work …
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Challenges in Creating Your Own Parallel Universe
Have you ever created a parallel universe? 'Tisn't easy. If a writer is famous, said writer will have things like interviews. You would click on Famous Writer's website, and there would be links to such interviews. Obviously, I can't actually link to The New York Times or some parallel universe equivalent. And a blog doesn't …
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I’m deluded and that’s okay. (I angst all night and I worry all day.)
On those American Idol tryouts you see those people who believe they can sing. They sing their best with all their dreams flung about for the world to see and then are told how awful they are. And they are awful. Perhaps you've laughed at their self-delusion. Perhaps you've cringed. Actually, I've never watched the …
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Crazy Writer Alert
So. Here's the thing. I've decided I'm a famous writer in a parallel universe. If this real world isn't going to read my work, then my world will. Right? Of course. Prove me wrong. So, I've got a new blog, Famous in Parallel Universe. You could subscribe or leave my parallel self a comment. Some …
Warning: Blog Pit–Watch Your Step
Once you start on your blog journey, there's pressure to travel that blog path forever. I mean, what is the destination anyway? For a while, I'm taking another path. Soon I'm going to start another blog--a writing blog with a sci-fi twist. A time-wimey twist in fact. Hmmm. This blog pit seems bigger on the …
“Now which way do we go?”
I've lost my bloggy way. No map. No signs. No ideas.
Super Powers Aren’t Us.
If I could have a super power, I'd want the power to see through mounds of text to find the fatal plot holes and creeping story killers. What super power would you wish for?
You Are Not Like Other People
The garbage disposal was broken. The maintenance guy and I were sharing stories of growing up without garbage disposals. As a kid I carried my plate outside, walked to the side of the house, and scraped whatever was on my plate into the cow pasture. Mr. Maintenance asked me where I grew up. Florida. And …
Pick the Right Baby
The agent wasn't taken with the pages I sent from my manuscript The Labyrinth House. I rewrote them, but they still work for her. The agent was willing to read a few pages of The Blue Jar, and she liked those pages enough to ask for more. I've sent more, and I'm now waiting. I …