Category Archives: Pixel-stained Wretchery

Some Saturday Potpourri: Pre-Christmas Edition

Gradeapalooza is complete, Mrs. M finished with her kids yesterday, and the Spawn is getting in touch with old friends back for the holidays. What better time for some potpourri? *** Christmas got here a little early — today, to … Continue reading

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QotD: Ego-Boost Edition

From Joe Hartlaub’s review of In Sunlight or In Shadow: Office at Night is brought to life by Warren Moore in his story of the same name, a haunting and tragic tale based on the premise of abruptly shattered dreams and their … Continue reading

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Post-NYC Potpourri

I made it back to Mondoville last night around ten, and I’m still seriously jazzed about the whole business. A few things that didn’t make the previous two entries… *** I spent the morning of my last day in Brooklyn … Continue reading

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Saturday Potpourri Fever

The Spawn has just headed to her sorority’s semi-formal, accompanied by a nice young man I taught a couple of semesters back. I’ve settled into my usual downstairs spot, where in a few minutes, I’ll put down another chunk of … Continue reading

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Dammit…

During my recent adventures in Philly at NoirCon, my panel was moderated by Roger Hobbs. At 28, Hobbs was lively, energetic, and palpably brilliant. We had a lively panel, and last week, he e-mailed me about turning our discussion into … Continue reading

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NoirCon 16: Day Two

Woke up a bit earlier today, as the distaff members of Clan Mondo had an early train to catch for their visit to New York City. After they departed, I performed my morning ablutions and then had breakfast at the … Continue reading

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In Which a Dark Story Sees the Light of Day

A couple of years ago, while one of my classes was taking a final, I wrote a short story that was inspired in part by an incident I remembered from my childhood. I was pretty pleased with what I had … Continue reading

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