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Touchy Actors

Winona Ryder once commented on how she disliked the way people were always touching her because she’s an actor. She said people seemed to think actors are “public property.” I can certainly understand her issues. But having worked with and met my share of actors and musicians and whatnot, can I just point out they…

Plays & Agents

I’ve sent out a few queries to agents recently, and I got a nibble, which was encouraging. So I sent her “Warm Bodies” to read, and she liked it. Said she liked the “contemporary voice.” She said she hopes when I next have a full-length work, I’ll send it to her. I’ll count this as…

The Mark Gatiss Factor

It has become a kind of bizarre circumstance that every time I’m in London I end up spending at least a couple hours breathing the same air as Mark Gatiss. This started last June, when it happend that the day I arrived in London was the day they were showing The Private Life of Sherlock…

Doctor Who: The Doctor Accessorizes

A Twitter friend (and on Twitter one uses “friend” loosely, since in a lot of cases one has never actually met any of the people) asked today: “If you were playing The Doctor [on Doctor Who] and had to have a gimmick as part of your outfit what would you choose eg bowtie, Converse etc??”…

Teaser Tuesday: Midnight Riot

Teaser Tuesday is a weekly book meme hosted by Should Be Reading. The idea is to pick up your current read, go to a page at random, and post two teaser sentences. This book was recommended by . . . I can’t remember now. Neil Gaiman, maybe? But I don’t want to put words in…

I don’t usually post political manifestos or air these kinds of opinions, but . . . Look, unless I’m trying to sleep with you, I don’t care what your sexual orientation is. Doesn’t matter to me, doesn’t affect me at all, any more than your hair color, your eye color, your height. Whatever. Stash it.…

Bono

I frequently have dreams that feature Bono, the lead singer of U2. But it’s not what you think, you dirty-minded fools. Usually we’re on a basketball court, and Bono is shooting hoops. I just stand there (I’m useless at basketball). Bono does the talking, and I know he’s imparting important information. Unfortunately, when I wake…

A Rejection, but . . .

No rejection is easy, but I had the closest thing to a “good” rejection today, I suppose, when an editor e-mailed to say that, while the story I sent them wasn’t quite right for their magazine, my writing style suits them, so I should try them with something else. I can certainly understand. Not every…