Parenting in the Apocalypse

I came in from working today and my daughter was missing. Understand: the air outside is pretty close to toxic right now. Definitely not anything you should breathe. I looked out the window…and there was my daughter, swinging happily, surrounded by smoke…wearing an N95 mask. I can’t decide if this is a failure of parenting or a success. To her, life happens and she adjusts. Wear a mask? Sure. Stay home for months on end? No problem. She gets her friends to come play online.…

A World on Fire

I’m long overdue for a blog post. This year was — and probably still is — the year that I intend to start releasing my Spaceport series to the world. As January rolled around, I focused on the first novel…and then the world changed. At first, I admit to hoping the world would return to normal…but slowly I began to hope that the new normal might be better than the old. I hoped for environmental changes, an easing of the stressful pace of life, new…