Star Trek: Picard … A review

Two days after I binge-watched Star Trek: Picard, the most interesting thing about it is how utterly forgettable it was. Let me start with the disclaimer that my identity does not revolve around any franchise, be it Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Marvel, or any other. So if your identity is in any way... Continue Reading →

Pretending to Sleep

The Writer in Black

Available on Kindle

Read this story. It’s not long. I read it in a sitting last night. And frankly, I cannot recommend it highly enough.

There is no slap-bang action in this book.  No chase scenes.  No daring rescues.  No climactic battles.  It is no spy or resistance thriller.  It’s simply the baldly told tale of a girl, Renata, at the mercy of forces far beyond any control of hers, and her treatment for the “crime” of simply having the wrong relatives. Her helplessness in the face of those forces paints, in a few broad strokes, the grim nature of life in Communist Romania.

The book’s very understatement provides much of its power and provides a perennially topical warning about the danger of too-pervasive government, where every aspect of ones life is mandated by the State.

The author, Monalisa Foster, is a friend of mine.  She’s also a survivor of…

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Liberty Island Interview

Ravages of Honor is "...THAT book, the one that we’re driven to write because it’s the story we wanted to read and no one was writing it so we have to write it ourselves."

Featherlight Snippet

Valeria stormed through the arched hallways leading from the swordhall to the Sovereign's Suite as though she were some elemental force of nature. Her blonde hair was darkened by sweat. She swept it out of her eyes and tucked it behind her ear. 
Barefoot, she strode across intricate mosaics, cutting through shadows cast by carved, stone titans. Lightning split the sky, hurling blinding flashes of light at a universe gone wrong. The storm brewing outside was nothing compared to the tides of emotions she was caught in. They sent her crashing against unyielding cliffs and then sucked her back only to smash her anew.


Interview

I had a lot of fun answering Rob Howell's questions about my Quest, the average flying speed of an unladen paint brush, and my personal Holy Hand Grenade.

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