Tag Archives: Not Quite Dark

Something to Show for Each Year

I am frequently asked why I bother writing my various books. I don’t have a huge audience to satisfy like Stephen King or J. K. Rowling. In my case, my books sell sporadically and I don’t know there is a … Continue reading

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An Authorial Dream of Wealth and Success

Perhaps because my latest book, Not Quite Dark: A Post-Apocalyptic Adoption Story is doing well in terms of sales, I had a strange dream about being a popular writer the other night. I dreamed that Obama had unwittingly endorsed my … Continue reading

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Killing Kids in Books and Film

Perhaps because I teach courses about apocalyptic literature, and I’m an avid fan of end of the world stories, I have read and watched enough of the genre that I’ve noted a significant, if not disturbing trend. This is a … Continue reading

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Grouting

I knew I was going to help Dennis and Kim with grouting in the basement, so I didn’t do much beyond having breakfast before I left. I arrived before Kim and the girls were back from groceries, so I started … Continue reading

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Strange Works

I was up late last night. I couldn’t sleep for some reason, so I did some editing and then watched Jean-Pierre Jeunet’s MicMacs à tire-larigot. This morning I woke up relatively early considering, so I listened to the weather and … Continue reading

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Going back into the Forest

I stopped by Millville on the way back to the bush to send Kim a picture of the grout bag so if she wants to pick up another one she knows the type. Then I came to the cabin and … Continue reading

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Cleaning up

I cleaned off the step today, worked in the porch, and sewed some clothing. I’m trying to put the cabin in order for the winter, and that involves moving fasteners out to the workshop, repairing a bucket with a bad … Continue reading

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Wood cutting and Finishing Novels

I’ve been waking early lately, sometimes with dreams. I made use out of it to get up and do some chainsaw work in the yard. I cut wood, as well as slabbed out the log that’s been lying in the … Continue reading

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Visitors

Today is the first time I’ve felt the chill of fall in the air. It was around fifteen in the cabin and outside it likely went below eleven. The nights are starting to cool off. I kept the windows closed … Continue reading

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Tiling

Today I had promised to help Kim with the tiling in the basement, so I knew I was leaving the land. Therefore, I did little beyond locking up the cabin and uploading the latest of my writing. I’d written much … Continue reading

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