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Birch Bay Public Market

Friday, May 10 through the end of summer, Cathy and I will be selling her hand-made soaps, lotions, and toiletries, along with my photography, note cards, calenders, books, etc.

Come see us!

Across the street from the C Shop

4825 Alderson Road, Birch Bay, Washington 98230

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I had an automated blogroll here, powered by Google Reader, but Google, in its near-infinite lack of wisdom, killed Google Reader. Prior to this murder, all I had to do to put a blog on my blogroll (or to take it off) was to place it in a Reader folder called, appropriately enough, "blogroll" (or, of course, to remove it). I use The Old Reader now for following blogs, but it seems to have no way to something similar regarding the blogroll. If you know of a way to do this, please let me know.

The Perfect Online Writers’ Community

Still looking…

I just went to yet another online community (no, I won’t name it here, because there’s no point) (but here’s a hint – Michael Marcus mentioned it recently). I admit, I went to this particular one because someone pointed out an amusing discussion Writer X and Writer Y were having re the mistakes made

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Words words words words…

Some days are better than others.

Every day, I spend an hour or two online in the morning, reading and responding to email, keeping an eye on Twitter, catching up with blogs, watching crazy rock drummers, “Et cetera, et cetera, et ceter-AH!”. Some days, I want to extend these “office hours” all day.

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Time

We all have the same amount of it.

Until a year or so ago, I drove an eighty-mile paper route every morning. It was so much fun! Not. Get up at oh-dark-thirty seven days a week (or don’t go to bed at all), be at the drop site by 2:00, spend four hours driving with your

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Only the Fireside has Changed

There was a time when a bunch of you went out to hunt.

Another bunch of you took baskets woven of grass and went through the smooth morning to the river, to gather wild rice and those tiny shellfish, the ones like the teardrops of a giant. Some of us stayed home all day, to knapp

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The Importance of Eyes

Eyes other than your own, that is.

I’m currently working on the final formatting of my next novel, Lightning of Her Own, which will be released in ebook formats only, sometime this month. I have the book currently in the hands of a few capable beta-readers, and I have to say it’s a Very Good

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The “Trunk POD”

You’ve heard of “trunk novels,” right?

That’s the novel every author supposedly has in a trunk somewhere, or the deepest, darkest bottom of a desk drawer. It’s the one that never got accepted, and never should have, and after about title #3 or so, the author begins to hope that it never sees print. What would

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I wish I had time to write…

…he said earnestly, shaking his head a little.

I haven’t got much patience for people who say silly things like “I wish I had time to do X,” regardless of what X is. No you don’t. You don’t wish any such thing, because if you did X, you’d have to give up something else, something which

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Dan Piraro on the Separation of Art and Cartoon

Dan Piraro, of Bizarro fame, was recently interviewed at “The Comics Journal.” By all means, go and read the whole thing, but I just wanted to direct your attention to Mr Piraro’s answer to a single question. The interviewer, Marc Librescu, after discussing some of the ways in which people classify cartoons in

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DON’T Write What You Know

Or, at least be aware of when you’re doing it.

I use a Melitta “non-electric coffee maker.” I’ve been using it (the same one) since sometime before I got married, and that was thirty years ago. It’s nothing but a plastic cone, with a flat apron to sit on top of the long-gone glass

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Why I Chose Independent Publishing

PLEASE NOTE: This is posted as part of a blog carnival. Please follow this link to Dun Scaith, the host blog for this carnival.

I’ve said all of this before, but I’ll say it again. And again and again and again, no doubt. I’ll shout it from the rooftops until all the naysayers stop

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