GeorgeGlass

I had an MRI on my shoulder today, and I have to say, there is nothing like being held motionless in a tube for 35 minutes to get you doing serious mental work on your writing projects. Among other things, I figured out what the first scene of my next novel will be, and I worked out the details of the sex scene in the upcoming chapter of “Multiversity.” I should spend more time in tubes.

I had an MRI on my shoulder today, and I have to say, there is nothing like being held motionless in a tube for 35 minutes to get you doing serious mental work on your writing projects. Among other things, I figured out what the first scene of my next novel will be, and I worked out the details of the sex scene in the upcoming chapter of “Multiversity.” I should spend more time in tubes.

I start typing: "see you soon" -- phone suggests: "see you naked"
I start typing "baby carrots" -- phone suggests: "babymaker"
Never, ever borrow my phone.

Just got a job! Finally! Working with animals too! I'm so excited... and I just can't hide it... Fuck. Now I got that song in my head. 

I start typing: "see you soon" -- phone suggests: "see you naked"
I start typing "baby carrots" -- phone suggests: "babymaker"
Never, ever borrow my phone.

I start typing: "see you soon" -- phone suggests: "see you naked"
I start typing "baby carrots" -- phone suggests: "babymaker"
Never, ever borrow my phone.

I start typing: "see you soon" -- phone suggests: "see you naked"
I start typing "baby carrots" -- phone suggests: "babymaker"
Never, ever borrow my phone.

So, NineStar Press has offered me a contract to republish Ghost’s Sight… 

Just test drove the new battery to my hybrid on a long trip.  Got 52mpg instead of the typical 40mpg! 

Made a weird discovery today: Someone has translated the first chapter of my SVTFOE fic “Star’s Crossed Lovers” into Spanish and posted it on Wattpad. My feeling of flattery is somewhat dampened by the fact that the translator neither asked my permission nor included my name with the post (although he/she does not claim to be the author).

I’m trying to fill a position at work, and today someone named Marcia Brady applied. Kismet?

Posting a brand new story feels kinda like flashing strangers. You kinda feel exhilarated, kinda insecure, hoping your boobs aren’t lopsided, you spend the whole time trying to glean approval from their reactions, and at the same time reaaaallly wanna put your top back on… Or is it just me? 

I’m trying to fill a position at work, and today someone named Marcia Brady applied. Kismet?

I’m trying to fill a position at work, and today someone named Marcia Brady applied. Kismet?

I’m supposed to leave for Boston tomorrow on business, so of course the corgi had a seizure, and my mother is having gastrointestinal issues and my son is celebrating his 19th birthday with a flu. 

You know the whole world is having a rough day when even the entertainment news is awful. Roger Moore died, but okay, he was eighty-nine and had a good run. But 22 people getting killed at an Ariana Grande concert? Zack Snyder having to quit directing Justice League because his 20-year-old daughter committed suicide? Jesus H.

You know you’re a total dweeb when you keep having to go back to Wikipedia for more information about stars, black holes, and particle physics for your porn stories. Maybe I should write a book: Everything I Know About Astrophysics I Learned From Porn.

I have to remember not to let other people use my phone to send texts or emails. I’ve used it so much for porn writing that the thing keeps suggesting “fucking” as the next word.

I have to remember not to let other people use my phone to send texts or emails. I’ve used it so much for porn writing that the thing keeps suggesting “fucking” as the next word.

Eddie Forever is finished! 177 manuscript pages, 64,000 words. Whew!

Good news, got in several miles of walking under my new tire-blowout fitness plan.

Eddie Forever is finished! 177 manuscript pages, 64,000 words. Whew!

You know you’ve been writing too much porn when you start ranting to your spouse about how Google Docs spellcheck marks “panting” as misspelled and wants to correct it to “painting.”

23rd of March is 5 years since my dad died.  Sometimes that seems like so long ago, other times it seems like only yesterday.  At least I now know you never truly get over the death of a parent, no matter how much time passes.

Rewatching Back to the Future.  Why does Biff (the tycoon) remind me of a certain president?  Does that also mean we’re living in Back to the Future IV?