So, I wanted to go to Oregon for years because of elves. Okay. That makes no sense without some context. When FASA released Shadowrun in 1989, part of its magic-meets-cyberpunk setting was a Balkanized North America, including a nation called Tir Tairngeire, which was mostly comprised of the state of Oregon. The nation was declared […]
Holy hell. Okay, let me explain. I am not dead. It’s been over two years since I was last on this thing. Things are different. Very different. Better? Some. But very different. I intend to come back to this thing a bit more often, as well as the sister site to Ossua, AStrangeSignal.com. I cannot […]
Now is a bad time to have anxiety. As I write this, I am living through the COVID-19 pandemic. Things are very different from what they were two weeks ago. At that time, the disease was isolated to a few cases in a handful of American states. Now, we have surpassed active cases in China, […]
Yesterday, I posted a short story of under 200 words with an interest in perhaps altering it. This has come to pass. I am typically not of a mind for poetry. I’ve nothing against poetry, it just usually isn’t one of the formats I keep in my writer’s kit. Poetry is something I leave to […]
Being creative seems to come with a lot of baggage, both real and perceived. When I was a kid I felt art inside of me wanting to burst out. I wasn’t afraid to fail. I kept at it. Every day, there was something new to try or a thing I could experiment with. When I […]
I wasn’t always Maurice. Well, I was, but I didn’t embrace it. Let me explain. I was born and promptly given my father’s name, which was also his father’s name. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. I was supposed to be Sean (or, if you were my sister, I was supposed to be Diggity Dog – […]