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Today concludes Chapter Two of Snowflakes In Autumn. Next week, I’ll stick to the same schedule and we’ll work our way through Chapter Three, followed by Chapter Four the week after. And then, The Big Change. In the meantime, I’ll be helping Brittany construct Trey’s fantabulous Super Mario Birthday cake, complete with marshmallow fondant and plenty of hopping rotund plumbers. I hope it turns out well, which will be...
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It’s time for the second part of Chapter Two, which will take us to the halfway point in the chapter. Tomorrow, I’ll be back with a regular Coquetting Tarradiddles essay, which I’ll follow up with the latter half of the second chapter of Snowflakes In Autumn on Thursday and Friday. I’ve reached a possibly permanent position concerning what I’m going to do with posting the rest of the novel, which I’ll...
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Today’s entry wraps up Chapter One of Snowflakes In Autumn. I apologize for the brevity of yesterday’s entry (and today’s, for that matter), but that’s how the edits worked out when I decided to spread the chapter out over five daily entries. Next week should work out a little more evenly, as I plan to interrupt the novel with a regular essay on Wednesday, allowing me to chop things up into four entries instead of...
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It’s Wednesday, and time for Chapter One, Part Three of Snowflakes In Autumn. I’m not sure I’m going to keep this up beyond the first chapter, however. I’m not really sure if you guys are digging it, as I’ve not really had much in the way of feedback either for or against. I know that I normally discourage audience participation, but I wouldn’t mind, in this case. Should I keep going or not? I may come up...
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It’s been a good while since I last wrote something by way of turning my scalpel upon the tender meat of my own flesh, slicing it open and letting the slithery viscera of my own insecurities spill out onto the examination table for the pleasure of external review, so I invite you to step inside the operating theater today, while I commence with the self-vivisection. Refreshments will be served after the ritual bloodletting...
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Kristian Bland
Writer
Occasional Geek
I'm a former Webmaster turned Journalist turned Systems Administrator. I once thought I could recreate Spider-Man's web fluid, but only ended up staining the driveway of my friend's parents when some of it spilled out and went runny. Eventually, I became a caustic tech geek, which I'm pretty sure inspired the character of Dr. Gregory House, although the bastards never credited me. Later in life, I'd go on to have a horrific experience in publishing that I don't talk about, except to talk about how I don't talk about it. Later still, I became a web editor and columnist for a Hearst newspaper, where I excelled at being Me until my entire department was unceremoniously laid off. After that, I spent about six months being pretty busy not being busy. It sucked. Then, after missing the light of my radiant glory casting its warmth upon the newsroom for long enough, the paper called me up and asked me back. So I went back. And then I left again. And here we are.
