Although Moolka Waxtor’s romance with Derrick Dexter is central to The Soul Institute, Himal Steina, the bombastic new writer in residence who’s inexplicably appointed to the secret ruling council of Overcrons, develops an obsession for this eighteen-dimensional goddess, eventually getting … Continue reading →
It hasn’t quite sunk in yet that I’ve published a literary, adult novel. This is not to denigrate my Jack Commer science fiction novels or CommWealth, which is also a literary novel but borders the science fiction and dystopian genres. … Continue reading →
I was pointedly hard-nosed about Jipo Jarg in the first version of The Soul Institute as I strove to delineate Jipo and Derrick’s bitter corporate marriage. Maybe Jipo was all shadow-projection on my part, and the below excerpts probably reinforce … Continue reading →
A new Tarot Card page on sortmind.com showcases a handful of the seventy-eight cards in my eccentric Tarot deck, which really doesn’t have a name so I guess two rough draft names will do for now. Sometime in 2000 the … Continue reading →
Jack Commer, the Official Portrait overpaints a despised pencil image. I’d entered the original October 2006 drawing, “Jack Commer, Supreme Commander, United System Space Force, ca. Summer 2036,” into a “Superheroes” art contest in Denison, Texas that fall and I’ve … Continue reading →
I recently realized that I keep blowing up expensive spaceships, and that there’s a new Typhoon spaceship (I, II, III, IV, V, VI) for every book in the Jack Commer, Supreme Commander series. Though I skipped a Typhoon in Book … Continue reading →
Or: Wandering in the Wilderness with New Discipline, the Consciousness Expansion of Adolescence, and Many To-Do Lists This is an odd period to write about, and only this year, after I made plans to write about first The Gore Book … Continue reading →
A previous post, The First Childhood Appearance of Jack Commer, covered the origin of my space hero Jack in the fall of 1962 and my elation at writing the story “Voyage to Venus” for a fifth grade spelling assignment. That … Continue reading →
My first “novel,” Trip to Mars, was fifty-five penciled pages in a small yellow notebook, starring Jack Commer and outlining the horrors of a 2033 World War IV and the evacuation of Earth’s surviving population to Mars. Was the sixth … Continue reading →
I’ve grown quite enamored of this painting I did a couple weeks ago. But I hated it and cursed the monster as I fought to hook it and lash it to my little boat for hour after demented hour like … Continue reading →
