Announcements Galore!

Convention season is starting, and I have a couple of announcements for May.

First, I’ll be wearing both my writer and musician hats at the Aurora Mini-Con 2 on Saturday, May 18, 2019. I’ll be on the Authors Unbound panel with my friend Greg Hyde and two other writers at 12:30 PM, then kicking off the musical portion of the con at 2 PM, opening for Tonks and the Aurors! The convention is free and family-friendly, so bring the kids. Here’s a Facebook event link for your calendars.

Then, a couple of weeks later, I’ll be braving the crowds at Denver Pop Culture Con again (formerly Denver Comic Con.) I’m on the “I Sing and I Know Things” panel with Losing Lara (Wizard Rocker extraordinaire) and members of Sunnydale High (a Buffy the Vampire Slayer themed geek punk band.) We’ll be answering questions and playing music at 3:00 PM on Friday, May 31, 2019 in the Coast City room. Here’s a Facebook event link for that, too.

Finally, the Itty Bitty Writing Space flash fiction anthology containing my story “Jalopy Racer” is progressing quite well, and the books should be going out sometime in June. I’ll post a cover image at left as soon as I get one, and I’ll add an Amazon link for those who missed out on the Kickstarter when the book becomes available for post-Kickstarter purchase. I’m really looking forward to reading the 99 other stories in the book!

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Reflections on 2018

When I look back at 2018, I have a generally good feeling. A couple of difficult personal events happened toward the end of the year, but overall, it was a good year, and a year of firsts for me. Let’s dig in.

Challenges

We’ll get the rough stuff out of the way first. November was definitely the most challenging month, with a storage unit fire early and the passing of a longtime pet near the end.

The remains of the storage unit fire (L), and Sophia, the Bewilderbeast (R)
(Like you couldn’t tell.)

About half my possessions were in the storage unit, and most burned up or were damaged beyond repair from fire and water, including a number of family heirlooms. Every few days, I think about something that I haven’t seen for a while, and realize I’ll probably never see it again. That stings a little, but it’s actually fairly easy to acknowledge that feeling and move on, since there’s no chance of recovering anything. As time goes on and the fire becomes more distant, it’s actually becoming something of a positive, because some of the items in that storage unit triggered painful memories, and resolving them through fire seems appropriate.

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