Karl Dandenell (he/him dreams of retirement)
@karldandenell
Technical Writer, SFWA, VP16, samsara surfer, cat servant, drinker of tea and whiskey. Stories all over the small press realms.
Look at this beautiful shiny book that I found in our local Little Free Library. @theodoragoss.bsky.social
The Pope has apparently blessed my flight out of Chicago.
The Felon-in-Chief dropped by the parade today.
Saw my favorite new store in the local July 4 parade.
Apparently someone forgot to tell Sebastian that it’s my dinner time and I need to get up.
We’ve reached that part of the garden cycle.
Coming soon, y'all. (And yes, I have a story within....)
Presented for inspection: Chai with Cat Buddha
Today’s adventure in gardening: old hummingbird nest amid the trimmed branches.
First ladybug in the replanted garden.
Should be out in time for Tax Day....
Final reminder that Hugo balloting closes this week! I published a number of things in 2025, including this flash story, “The Avenging Angel of Big Robinson.” Here's your chance to show your love for small press! www.metastellar.com/fiction/flash-fiction/the-avenging-angel-of-big-robinson/
In-person office day. PRO: this view. CON: leave this view to sit in windowless conference room for next 5 hours.
Melon Felon is finally told "NO" by his hand-picked court and is deeply disappointed. GOOD. Keeping going.
This is a CAT checkpoint. Show me the most recent cat image on your phone.
Want to buck the trend and nominate some SMALL PRESS stories for a Hugo this time around? I've got you covered. #hugos www.firewombats.com/eligibility-...
It's the last day of this horrid year, so celebrate! I published some things. If your TBR needs a boost, have a look here. There are also links on my website (www.firewombats.com/eligibility-...)
Sebastian has decided I must type with one hand for a while.
Alameda turns out for No Kings Day.
Happy (estimated) 5th Birthday to Chai, the Pandemic Pocket Panther. He's much bigger these days and sleeps on my feet. But he still prowls the night.
Guess which little buttface was up at 3 am today?
Later, after the thunderstorm, the mists rise up. My Swedish relatives say the elves are afoot. (They would say “tomte.”)
Five minutes after I took the photo, a thunderstorm (with impressive lightning) rolled in.
OK, I learned how to set out nets tonight.