An Unsolicited Endorsement
Breathe easy . . . it’s not political. We live in an old house, by American standards; the core of it — the part where the basement has a dirt floor and the basement walls are granite rocks that...
View ArticleCivic Duty, Accomplished
Jim Macdonald and my brother and I went out at 9:30 this morning and voted. (Pencil and paper ballots, marked in curtained booths and stuffed into a big wooden box. We’re a small, small town.) The...
View Article(Seasonal) Thought for the Day
A word of warning to anybody contemplating the acquisition of offspring: Be aware that anything you do for Christmas just once instantly becomes a Hallowed Holiday Tradition, and you fail to do it...
View ArticleThe Unified Doyle and Macdonald Arisia Schedule
Or, where we’ll be and what we’ll be doing this coming weekend, while we’re attending the Arisia Science Fiction Convention at the Boston Park Plaza. My Panels: The Sidekick Lounge Cambridge Sat...
View ArticleArisia, and What We Came Home To
It was a good Arisia, despite the many and varied problems the con experienced heading in to the occasion. Returning to the Park Plaza for a year was an exercise in nostalgia (was the hotel layout...
View ArticleA Quick Boskone Note
If you look at Duncan Eagleson’s work in the art show, you can get a sneak peek at the cover art for our planned re-publication of our YA novel Knight’s Wyrd. (Keep watching this space for more news on...
View ArticleSeasonal Yumminess, and Support for a Local Restaurant
I didn’t cook an Easter dinner this year – the traditional meat is either ham or lamb, and I do ham at other times, whenever the local grocery has a sale on spiral-sliced ham. And the only lamb we get...
View ArticleA Minor Seasonal Celebration
Hip hip hooray, hip hip hooray, the e-book royalties came today! Not that they’re a huge amount, on a series that’s been out for quite some time now, but the twice-yearly ego massage is still good....
View ArticleComfort Food for Trying Times
Or, it’s been a while since I posted a recipe. My mother used to make this one; I don’t know whether it was Texas Depression-era family comfort food for her, or WWII Women’s Army Air Force food, but...
View ArticleChew-Toys of the Mind
So Jim Macdonald and I were sitting around the office this afternoon, and – as happens with writers – we fell to discussing Dashiell Hammett’s Red Harvest, and how Hammett had managed to come up with...
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