K.D. Sarge's Blog, page 44

Sometimes you gotta go with it.

I’m not a big fan of weddings. I don’t know why people want to get married, even though I did it once.

But I still had to scroll through this twice, and cry a bit too.

All I can say is to echo the lady with the sign.

“Congrats, and sorry it took this long.”

See? SEE? But No One Listened…

I tried to warn you…

Since we’re all doomed anyway, don’t forget your red shirts, folks.

My Story for Seasons Eternal

For this year’s anthology, we chose a shared premise — what might happen to a world where the seasons stopped changing? Each side of the planet is frozen in a different season. A century later, various societies have evolved to cope, but they’re still struggling under the pressures of the change.

But you can’t write a story about a society. Stories are about people.

That’s the ever-awesome Siri Paulson doing what she does so much better than I do–talking intelligently about things. I do a lot o...

Natural Is Not Necessarily SAFE

So I’ve mentioned here and there on the great wide internet that I’ve had a nasty cold this past week. From the first day it affected my voice, so every single person who talked to me knew I had a cold.

Almost every single person had a sure-fire cure-all they had to share with me.

Now, I have no problem with this. I was miserable, and people wanted to help. It’s really very sweet. From the person who diagnosed me with “influenza b” from the sound of my cough to the person telling me how to make...

Seasons Eternal is Out and Here and Stuff!

Remember the Story that Almost Defeated Me? Well, okay, maybe I didn’t complain about it here. I did mention it over on Turtleduck Press.

Well, anyway. Part of my issue with that story was that I loved the characters and world so much I wanted to write much more than a short story. I had trouble reining myself in to contain the awesome. So I’m pleased to announce that you can now read that story (The Hope of Spring) along with the stories of my brilliant fellow TDPers, in Seasons Eternal.

The p...

I Beat It With a Stick

So let’s see if it tweets when I publish now?

Or should I say something interesting first…hmm.

Ah! A quote.

I wish someone had told me at 15: ‘You accept the love that you think you deserve’. I would have approached my relationships completely different if they had. I like this idea of quality control: that we don’t have to accept just anyone into our lives. People talk about love as though it just happens to you – as though you’re a victim in it all, when actually you can make good choices and...

My Head is Harder Than Your Wall

Way back when I set up my first social media account (on myspace!) that was my quote.

“My head is harder than your wall.”

There’s a thing about me. Each of my characters, in some way, is me. Everyone is inside me, they just come out with things more emphasized than they are in me. The character’s main thing, whatever it is that most makes them who they are? That’s me. Eve’s determination. Taro’s impulsive stubbornness. Yes, even Joss’ “I can fucking do this” confidence, in an odd way. It’s all...

That Sound You Hear…

…is me, banging my head on my desk.

Don’t worry. It’s a tough desk. And if it does succumb, there’s always the wall.

What’s KD Procrastinating With Now?

Tonight, in interesting things you maybe didn’t catch–

spray-on batteries

The song from The Hobbit is AWESOME.

How Shakespeare originally sounded.

Mass Shootings are bad things we’re not doing much to prevent.

Dark energy is always cool.

When some politicians don’t like the news, they just get rid of it.

This review of Knight Errant makes me very happy indeed.

Right. Now that I’ve possibly distracted you, I will move on to something I should be doing. >_>

That Went Well…Not

So, remember the race? Yeah, okay, that didn’t go so well. Actually, it went great–right up till the shopping.

See, we’re not in emergency mode over here at Casa de KD, but we’re cutting it close every month. Bills, in their sneaky nasty way, go up. And sometimes paychecks, in an especially sneaky nasty way, go down. What was comfortable–everything paid with $20 here or there to play with–has become tight.

Short version: my budget is on a diet. In an attempt to make that go over without inflict...