I’m moving this week, for the dumbest possible reasons. At the end of April, my landlord informed me he’d sold the building and that I had two months to move out. I found a new flat, worked out a move-in date, and signed the lease. Two days after I picked… (keep reading)

I’m heads-down on getting the next Casefile of Jay Moriarty story finished, so I don’t have a lot of time to dedicate to the newsletter this week. This Week’s Links What Happens When a Romance Writer Gets Locked Out of Google Docs There’s been a lot of confusion over the… (keep reading)

My general outlook on the state of popular media is: it’s too many. I can’t keep up. Every movie I see advertised on the side of a bus is something I’ve never heard of and looks like a background gag from a 30 Rock episode. Have I seen Civil War?… (keep reading)

The first draft of the next Casefile of Jay Moriarty story is done and already sitting at over 17 000 words, which means the final draft will likely be somewhere over 20 000. This is probably why it’s taking longer to write than the others did, even accounting for other… (keep reading)

There are things I write about in this newsletter specifically because my dad reads it, and would find those things interesting. This week, it’s Hunterbrook Media. Depending on who you ask, Hunterbrook is either a news-powered hedge fund or a hedge fund-powered newspaper. They’ve hired journalists to investigate various publicly-traded… (keep reading)

Took a week off the usual newsletter schedule to deal with, y’know. And also to figure out what the fuck is going on with my taxes. I won’t bore you by complaining about that here, but let me assure you: shit’s fucked. Recommendation: Blindsight In Peter Watts’ novel Blindsight, a… (keep reading)

Gumroad — one of the services I use to sell my books — has instituted a new content policy on their platform, banning “media that is created for the primary purpose of sexual gratification.” This rule strikes me as, among other things, difficult to enforce in any consistent way. If… (keep reading)

I write 200 words a day. Sometimes more, but rarely less. I call this my “daily half-Pratchett.” Terry Pratchett wrote his first novel while he was working a full-time day job, and ostensibly pulled this off by writing 400 words a day. I figure being half as productive as Pratchett… (keep reading)

After some very kind reviews for “The Scent of Blood,” I’ve found myself sketching out a few more Saintstown stories. Saintstown isn’t intended to be a serial in the same way The Casefile of Jay Moriarty is. It doesn’t have a strict linear progression; I have a general idea of… (keep reading)

I’ve spent much of this week filling out visa renewal forms, which involves answering questions like, “Have you ever committed an act of terrorism?” and, “Have you ever been involved in war crimes or genocide?” I can’t help but wonder what happens if you say “yes.” Anyway, I’m also trying… (keep reading)