Despite what bloggers may think blogs change very little. At best they make you think, or make you laugh, or show you something you didn’t know was out there. But it’s in those moments that the spark of an inferno lays. Flint is a city notorious for its issues and it gets frustrating to… Continue reading Reclamation
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Knowing Best
If you hadn’t noticed I am pretty much a nerd. Now, I am not going to get into a silly argument about HOW nerdy I am or how OLD SCHOOL I am because really, who cares? What does it matter? What matters is I am nerdy. Beyond that it’s just trying to impress you… Continue reading Knowing Best
Because Giving Up Is What We Do
Living in Flint, Michigan isn’t easy.Ha.Yeah, I know, run through your Open Mic Thursday stand-up routine for me about how crummy the city I love is and I’ll move on when you’re done.And…OK.The thing about this area is that yeah, there’s a lot of things that are going on here that are bad, not ‘not… Continue reading Because Giving Up Is What We Do
Life’s Full Of Disappointments And I Am Full OF Bees
It’s a horrible feeling to look yourself in the mirror and admit that you can’t do everything. To admit to yourself that sometimes plans, as well intentioned as they may be, are sometimes just plans. Goals are just goals. And sometimes we can’t always do what we had wanted. It’s a rotten thing to admit… Continue reading Life’s Full Of Disappointments And I Am Full OF Bees
Catching You Up
As I sit here and edit the first of two books I will have out this Spring I ponder that there are scads of people that are not really sure who I am or what I do. KNAVES!Now is a perfect time to catch up before the zombie novel and the last of the Meep… Continue reading Catching You Up
The End Of The Third Age
Just after midnight last night I finished work on the third Meep Sheep book. It took a little longer than the month I had planned on but I hadn't anticipated the walls I would hit at the end. I can say that I wrote a novella now. One single story that is 83 single spaced pages.… Continue reading The End Of The Third Age
Tone
The notion of tone has been weighing heavily on my mind of late as I work to finish the last book in the Meep Sheep series. A touchstone for those books, for me, has been that they were not dumbed down but were accessible to most ages. I strove to write and release something that… Continue reading Tone
What Is “Bad"?
There is particular sort of hubris that comes from anyone bold enough to decide they are qualified to tell people the difference between ‘good’ and ‘bad’ but it grows ever more vast when it becomes more than just a sort of sign-post opinion and is presented as a firm entitlement to tell people their… Continue reading What Is “Bad"?
Self Serving Lane
I have posted about this before but I think it bears repeating. If it's your passion - you find a way to make it happen. BUT...Sometimes YOU need to make it happen. With the advent of donation websites artists are suddenly becoming fancy panhandlers, shaking their paint brushes and camera bags for money for projects they want… Continue reading Self Serving Lane
Crap, I Did It Again…
For a guy that never intended or wanted to write a novel I don't really listen to myself very well. I just finished writing the last story for another long in the works book. The zombie novel began a lot of years ago as a short story called The Delicate Sound of Rain. I wrote… Continue reading Crap, I Did It Again…
ZING!
So I am stuck working the front desk at work which means I can't really do my own job and am thus stuck manning phones and directing traffic. Well, I figured I might be able to get some writing in for the new book and started, well, got as far as a title for the… Continue reading ZING!
Trimming The Fat
For me there’s few things as upsetting as editing my writing. Well, wait, that’s not true, I really like editing my work when I am doing the editing but when it comes to someone else, well…I think loathe is letting the act get off a little easy. There is just something so clinical and… Continue reading Trimming The Fat
Why We Do It
Every so often I find myself asking - why do I do this? And sometimes I don't know. Sometimes I am just staring up from the bottom of a deep, dark well and I honestly don't know why I do it. Why I write. Why I paint. Why I draw. Why I take photos. Why… Continue reading Why We Do It
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 