This morning in a fit of procrasti-tasking—really nothing spurs my hobby writing more than having to complete a large real-world writing pr...

For years all my dungeon and wilderness keys have been nothing but the most ephemeral of affairs: a small, semi-organized mountain of stai...

Wayne of Wayne's Books fame posted a rather nice found object the other day, a hand-drawn and inked city map folded up in a second-han...

Detective Cohle had the right of it. Time is indeed a flat circle. And lest you think I am (again) ragging on the forum-warriors who ...

All unbearable fantasy worlds demand a ponderous and senseless creation myth. Why should Zem, the world of the Hill Cantons differ?  ...

Many a virtual page has been sacrificed on this here blog in elaborating various pointcrawling schemes. One could leave with the impres...