I’m Will. I write. 

I write well and make good money at it, but you won’t see the corporate money makers here. I also write fiction, and think I’m good enough to talk about it. That’s what you’ll find. 

I’m smart, sometimes too logical for my own good, and socially anxious, which makes blogging both fraught with danger and a safe way to interact with the world, depending on which devil’s on my shoulder. I’m the result of very poor parenting and excellent adult friendships. 

I don’t lie. I’ll try not to lead you astray. I avoid giving advice, but I’ll share whatever I know about whatever I know. If you’re interested. 

Here you may find notes about the writing life, my inspirations, what I’m working on, my obsessions, my friends and their work and their obsessions. If I work hard and have some luck, maybe some writing success stories. Some journaling and memories. There’s a good chance I’ll talk about depression and isolation, because it helps and because you’re not alone. Probably some complaining and the occasional rant. Almost certainly some one-off posts showing off whatever catches my eye or blabbing on about some weird thought that popped into my head. Can’t have enough of those. 

I’ll try to keep the dream journals to a minimum, but I do have some wicked cool dreams. You won’t be sorry. 

Things I like, in no particular order: comics, art, literature, travel, new languages, noveling and short-storying, drawing and painting, D&D, SF&F, mystery novels, good movies, theater, music, dudes, dogs. I used to include “politics” in that list, but it’s not fun anymore. I’ll leave it at that for now.