“Why I hate mimes” on YouTube
that is all. bye-bye.
Patrons get both the satisfaction of knowing that they, in some small way, are implicated in the things I do, and also fun bonuses (e.g., stories not available elsewhere, a short film, music, interactive fiction experiments, etc.)
I’m also trying to figure out of my Patreon x Mailchimp integration thingy is working properly (ideally it will automagically add new patrons to an existing email group so I can reliably send them stuff). So, if you become a patron at any level, you’ll get the additional satisfaction of knowing you’ve either confirmed that I’m at least as smart as an 8th grader, or sending me into fits of fury aimed squarely at every major platform that seems to think that UX “just happens.”
Another fun little online visual toy: click and swirl!
(Aside: I really sorta love the way this guy explodes into motion when you click the link.)
Check out this Supershape visual fidget thingy. Make sure to double-click it; that’s where the fun is.
“What It Feels Like To Die” by Warren Benedetto
I’m usually against drabble; I’m not against this. Go read it now.
 short version: the constraint is uninterestingly arbitrary, and very few authors are up to the limitation; much as “five-minute horror film” almost always translates to “one dumb jump scare,” “drabble” almost always translates to “squandered half-an-idea.”
Macmillan has finally released the ebook edition of my story This Place Is Best Shunned (A Tor.com Original) on all platforms. Enjoy!
Presented without further commentary: “Funkytown” vs. “Closer to Funkytown”
“Closer to Funkytown”
Brief reflections on MLK Day from a younger me:
Remember: The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends towards justice—provided that we get up every morning and put our weight towards bending that mutherfucker. It ain’t gonna bend on its own.
I can’t swim, so the ocean is baseline scary for me, but man, there’s something about this lonely planet bouncing around out in the middle of a sunless sea that—and the very notion of an entire planet that’s less dense than water—the whole thing gives me the… 🥶💀 yikes! Creep City!
(And it doesn’t help that Saturn is watching us, and probably planning to devour us as well.)