Author: marylowd

But you know how if you’re wading in the ocean and then like a surprisingly big wave comes and knocks you right in the stomach and knocks you all the way over and you’re tumbling in the surf trying to get the sand out of your mouth and…

…you know you’re not actually gonna get swept out to sea and drown and that you’ll just get yourself home and dried off and it’ll all be okay but also you’re gonna flinch every time you think of the ocean again forever because it was such a hard punch that stings so bad… Continue reading “Standing Right Back Up After the Wave Knocks Me Down”

A couple times in my life, I’ve had men say to me that they wondered whether I cared about anyone else at all. And it’s such a deeply weird thing to say to someone. Who doesn’t care about anyone else at all?

In retrospect, I guess I kinda have to wonder if they were projecting.

It’s a pretty big red flag. I don’t really see a friendship coming back from that.

Gravity continues to be the hardest thing for me to remember to mention in my sci-fi…

As such, I’m going back and adding references to and description of the low gravity on the back of the world turtle in earlier chapters of this Tri-Galactic Trek novel that’s almost done.

I’ve heard the line, “Amateurs borrow, professionals steal,” since I was a kid. It looks like it’s a permutation of something Picasso said.

I don’t know how so many artist/writer/creator/whatever communities have drifted so far away from that. Continue reading “Just Block Me”

The advances in AI these last few years have been truly magical, the absolute best thing that have happened during my lifetime.

For this piece, I experimented with pasting the whole damn story into ChatGPT & asking it to come up with an illustration. It took a lot of editing to fix it up right, but DALLE3 captured the heart of the story on its first try! And it complimented my world-building! So, win-win. Continue reading “Illustrating “Summers on Sylverra””