Update attempt #11.
Just about every time I start an entry I sidetrack myself with old entries. I’d start with, “when was my last update?” and wind up on an old friend’s ancient story about hot Jewish girls two hours later. 189 more words
An article by Gabino Iglesias over at Entropy got me thinking about being an “other” as a writer. Give it a read, he points out some frustrating and interesting bits about the use of Spanish language in his fiction and how some readers seemed to recoil at the slight discomfort of having to use their goddamn brains and not be immediately catered to. 1,081 more words