Musical Sketch: The Dead Game

The Dead Game Years ago in my Chicago days, my band, the Autumn War, did a song called The Dead Game. I can’t remember the lyric topic, but I’ve always been intrigued by the title. Anyway, I just borrowed the title and wrote a new song this week (topic:...

Thoughts on Not Writing Epic Fantasy

I seem to constantly meet people who get that gleam in their eye when they hear I’ve written a few books. “A writer, eh?” they say. “I’m thinking about writing a book too.” “You are?” I say. “That’s great....

Old Tunes: These Days

These DaysHere’s another old tune from the recently uncovered trove. I can’t remember exactly why I wrote this song, but it seems to be about mortality. I guess I have a thing for writing about the fragility of life. My friend Lionel is singing lead....

Dragons, Neo-Nazis and Faeries

What do dragons, neo-Nazis and faeries have in common? If your answer is the amazingly delicious combination of peanut butter and chocolate (or Al Gore as a close second), then you’re somewhat correct, but that wasn’t the answer I was looking for. I was...

We need a Fresh Pie sign on the Moon…

It probably wouldn’t be cost effective to put a Fresh Pie sign on the Moon, but it would certainly be eye-catching. A massive neon sign taking up the entire full face of the Moon. Blinking on and off. Fresh Pie, with an arrow pointing at our farm in California....

Abelskivers, redux (but without ducks)

For some bizarre reason I keep on getting people coming to my site because of abelskivers. I wrote a piece about the little Danish gut-bomblets about a year ago. It was either a piece about how they’re responsible for global warming or the extinction of the dodo...