Couldn't be more excited for the artist they've brought on to do the map for my Weird Ice Age novella. Did a new sketch of the whole territory and sent it over with a mountain of notes that boil down to 'pick and choose what you like, I trust your take.' Here's a snippet:

Today half a gold crown is planted squarely on my head.

My favourite bit of the painting: the frozen-over palm trees, reproduced here in case the title obscures part of them on the final cover.

Dug up my concept art for the first Walks-like-a-Rockslide story a few years back:

THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER-THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. Paper: www.nber.org/papers/w34777

It looks like the 14 fit-for-purpose Churchlands & Five Deserts stories (all published but one) total 79,900 words and have made about $5000 USD over the last three years. My thanks to the eight editors who've believed in them. Seems I got my novel after all. ONWAAAAAARD.

Global vengeance, possibly. Or:

From the same survey series: Between 2025 and 2026, global concern about AI (spread of false information, personal data breach risks, fear of job loss) grew at least as rapidly as usage. Almost 3/4 of their 40,000 respondents had high concern (7-10 out of 10) about AI spreading false information.

By far the coolest thing about this week's conference was the booth for free professional headshots. I got half a dozen — my first — and legitimately teared up. I saw the professional I've never been able to capture on film. I saw myself the way I see myself. Hit me like a truck.

Would like to thank @craigshackleton.com for letting me wear the helmet he made with his own two hands. I sense a sea change rising in my closet and my fashion sense. Possibly also in my career goals. Anyone need a bridge taken by storm or a longboat scuttled in a fjord?

Here's what my scavenging efforts wound up with:

Here's my TriCon schedule for the next two days!

Haven't played them in three decades but I feel I could most probably kick some ass writing Descent or The Journeyman Project.

In 2025, @thewidowsmite.bsky.social estimated the LDS Church's investments at $231 billion, bigger than the sovereign wealth fund of South Korea. Around 0.1%, a paltry $230 million, rests with the Church's much-expanded and highly profitable holdings in a little outfit called Palantir.

Carney points out maple syrup's superiority to Nutella

His reaction to your lack of faith:

You rightly point out my failures. The smallest one looks at me with appropriate reproach.

Amidst all the miserable absurdity of this regime, let me at least have these guys carving through operator bros like a hot halberd through butter.

NASA mission control's science teams positively gyrating as they ask Integrity for details about solar corona shapes and meteor impacts on the dark side of the Moon:

Your schedules for the moon today. All times are Eastern. www.nasa.gov/blogs/missio...

Now there's a grim chart. May I never screw up so bad that it can be summarized as 'intended change' versus 'actual result' in large unfriendly red bars.

Ever see a mirror made of sand?

New author goal unlocked. Staring toward the horizon, fist clenched in resolve: Someday, my work will be a shampoo.

Happened to see excerpts of David Archuleta's new memoir and people I know well are going to lose their minds. There's a whole chapter on the process of M. Russell Ballard abandoning their relationship in a variety of shitty ways after he came out, just for starters.

Writers, we must carve out an Arctic passage to Geology.

Some days I talk about my Weird Ice Age novelette, 'Under White Air,' with beautiful paintings and photos of the Kananaskis and the Rockies. Some days this kind of art is far more apt:

Enjoy this bit from To Leave A Warrior Behind:

Contract signed — my weird Ice Age novelette 'Under White Air,' my 17th pro-rate story, has found a home at Beneath Ceaseless Skies. It's the return of Twistfinger, my Neolithic raider and magic-scavenger from 'A Forcible Calm.' Welcome back to the Wide Antlers, inspired by Alberta's Kananaskis:

Since I'm talking how I love this tiny book of mine, here's more prairie coulees. The kind of place you're from if you've never been a tourist at the Calgary Stampede but you worked there when dad's church friend needed extra hands for cash. All this, with swords. Fletcher's Flights, coming 2026. 🌾

This novelette is my truest, riskiest, most furious story, maybe the best of my Churchlands and Five Deserts work, and it netted the biggest sale I've made. None of that would've been possible if I wasn't writing about Alberta. I wanted people to see my homeland how I see it. Can't wait to share it.