My Goals in 2020: The Start of A New Decade

Saying goodbye to a decade… Each year since I first started writing in 2016, I’ve reviewed my accomplishments for the past year and set new goals for the year (and maybe this time if I’m feeling really spunky, for a whole decade? Nah…). I’ve often heard it said that we tend to overestimate what we can accomplish in a year, but underestimate what we can achieve in ten years. I can’t wait to see what i’ve done when I reach my ten year writing anniversary in 2026. Whereas I’ve only recently started writing fiction, I’ve accomplished plenty over the past Read more…

Beware the Jabberwocky: The AI Monsters Are Coming

I wrote this essay as part of A Strategic Multilayer Assessment (SMA) Periodic Publication entitled AI, China, Russia, and the Global Order: Technological, Political, Global, and Creative Perspectives edited by Nicholas D. Wright and Mariah C. Yager. For the full paper, visit the NSI website. Introduction In my recent reflections about the exponential growth in artificial intelligence and the potential implications for humanity and the global order, a pulse fired across the synapses in my brain. Seemingly out of nowhere, I began humming a familiar tune set to Lewis Carroll’s famous poem entitled Jabberwocky.  “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that Read more…

Setting Goals for 2019

Sitting at my computer this evening, I’m feeling a bit sheepish. I may have already gotten off on the wrong foot as an Indie author in 2019. For one, I’ve not kept pace with my planned writing/editing quotas this month–it’s been such a slog. I’ve also been procrastinating on setting my goals for 2019 for nearly a month. And if I don’t set them now, it just won’t be as meaningful. I tend to procrastinate a task when I haven’t quite figured something out or really don’t want to do something. I might also be overwhelmed by the tasks I Read more…

Sowing the Seeds for Your Writer’s Journey

For the past three years, I’ve spent the end of the year reflecting on what I’ve achieved as an Indie author. I also set my publishing goals for the coming year. In 2017, I set many writing goals that I didn’t meet. In my end-of-year analysis, I concluded that my goals were unrealistic because they weren’t informed by real experience. This year, I feel far more “seasoned” as an Indie author. Well, at least I know how long it takes to write, edit, and publish a book. Don’t talk to me about launching my series, marketing, or advertising though. I’m Read more…

My Year of Firsts

Last Saturday night, I was laying in bed unable to sleep and googling random things including my first novel Bionic Bug and did a massive double-take. I discovered that the hardcover version of Bionic Bug is currently available for sale on Amazon in Canada. FYI, my book is not supposed to launch on Amazon until 2019, and I didn’t intend to publish it there. After all, I have a well-planned strategy for soft launching my books. Or maybe not… I sat up straight in bed and said aloud: “Say what? This can’t be happening.” Okay, okay, there might have been a swear Read more…

Bionic Bug: The Townhouse (Ch. 4)

Back to Chapter 3 Her motorcycle waited for her on the side street next to the ballpark. Lara took off her baseball cap and packed it along with her glove in the seat compartment, shoved her helmet on, and climbed onto the bike. Revving the engine for a few minutes, she plugged in the location of Sully’s townhouse into the GPS on her dashboard and inched away from the curb. Giving the bike throttle, she raced down South Capitol at high speed, which usually sent a thrill up her spine. This time, a hardened sense of determination came over her. Read more…

A Kickstarter Campaign: My Journey to 1,000 Super Fans

I’m about to embark on something crazy (especially since I’m an extreme introvert)… I’ve decided to become a performance author. Wait, what’s that? You’ve heard of performance artists, right? Well, I’m going to perform for my audience much like a performance artist does. The only difference is I’m a writer, and my audience consists of readers. I’m planning to use crowdsourcing, Facebook Live, podcasting, and short video productions to entertain my backers as part of a Kickstarter campaign. Say what? I’ve decided to crowdsource my next novel as part of a Kickstarter crowdfunding campaign. I’m inviting backers behind-the-scenes into the editing Read more…

Bionic Bug: “The Drone Show” (Chapter 3)

Back to Chapter 2 A distant rumbling of engines and rhythmic thumping of rotors filled the air. Seconds later, two helicopters from the D.C. metropolitan police arrived. They hovered above the stadium for a moment before flying in a circular pattern and shining spotlights onto the baseball field. As she scanned the crowd, something caught her eye in the field-level seating down below. A tall black man wearing a navy coat and a red baseball cap stood in the aisle facing the field and holding up some type of gadget with two thick antennas. He directed his gaze upwards and Read more…

Bionic Bug: “Nationals Park” (Chapter 2)

Back to Chapter 1 At the crack of ball against bat, Lara leaped to her feet, hotdog in hand, and cheered as the Nationals player on third slid into home plate. Some relish plopped onto her shoe, but she didn’t care. The baseball park was filled to the brim and full of tension. With the series tied 2-2, this game would determine if the Atlanta Braves or the Washington Nationals advanced to the World Series. Her mouth watered at the smell of grease wafting under her nose. When she’d jumped out of her seat, she’d accidentally squished the bun a Read more…

Bionic Bug: “Wicked Bloom” (Chapter 1)

12 October 2027 Now that’s where I draw the line. A documentary about the dawn of passenger drones flashed across the lonely flat-screen television hanging on the wall. Lara Kingsley imagined for a moment what it would be like to live in the 1960s animated sitcom The Jetsons, and her inner control freak shuddered. In her lifetime, she’d be forced to embrace flying through the sky in some autonomous contraption. Suppressing the thought, Lara squeezed herself between two stools and leaned over the sticky wooden counter to shout her drink order to the bartender—a beer for herself and a cocktail Read more…