Welcome to Copy Writing

Working a job for a marketing company as a copywriter; deliver all assignments this week with next week for notes. I have not written so much, so fast in all my decades of scribing. Long letters, short emails, long and short videos all crammed with product info, all under deadline. Today is only a series of emails, but I'm gassed. Even working hard every day on the novel didn't turn my brain into a wok.

Animation writing never looked so good.

'Another Life' Lives On

Speaking of Nate Ruegger, his film has found another festival. Stop by Another Life for more updates on...Another Life.

Ruegger Boys Nail One

Very funny musical by Nate and Cody Ruegger on the perils of making a Spiderman musical.

Hats of the Super Bowl Losers

Super Bowl XLV - perhaps the last event in the world where Roman numerals are still used. A good contest this year with proper ebb and flow. Perhaps the biggest fumble of the night was Christina Aquilera's muff of the National Anthem. Ozzy Osbourne might've done better.

But what fate is in store for all the "Pittsburgh Steeler Superbowl Champs" ball caps kept under the bench in case of victory? Marred by a scarlet L for "loser," the caps might find their way to eBay for purchase by collectors of loser memorabilia. Or maybe there is a Loser Museum filled with Chicago Cub 2003 collectibles, Mondale-Ferraro buttons, earth shoes, and Window's Vista.

Anthology Me

"Fresh Ideas" has been selected for inclusion in The Best of Every Day Fiction Three anthology due out in late April or early May. Many of you read and commented favorably on this tale and I thank you for helping me pump up my print credits.

Snow Belongs on TV

For those who must deal with it in person, my condolences.

Art Interlude

Rich Arons and musical pal Rossini have fun with images.

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Life's A Gas in Malawi

A nation that bans farting is out to make a statement.

Kindle Dawn

There's a first time for everything in publishing, including new-fangled reading things.

Unfinished Bin

While working on the novel last year I stopped writing short stories. I need to crank out a few and send them around. Fortunately, my unfinished bin offers a wealth of material.

On Monday, I found an old horror story I wrote for an anthology a few years back. It was rejected, then rewritten, then parked, then forgotten. Yesterday, I came across it in a pile of folders I call my "unfinished bin." After a quick read I concluded my rediscovered tale stunk like wino poo.

But there's plenty to work with. I need to lop off the first seven pages and start in the middle of things. And so I will...eventually. Don't rush me. I'm getting to it. No. No, I 'm not. I'm writing aimless post-filler right now. Okay. NOW I'll get to it. So long.

I Will Be Interviewed

Necrotic Tissue wants to interview me for Issue #14 in May. Several questions deal with Freakazoid!, which is fine—glad to keep alive the guy with lightning in his hair. I'll update later in the spring as publication approaches. What fun! What giddy fun!