Hello, readers. Before we get started, MF Sullivan has two announcements for you: FIRST, come back on Friday the 23rd to check out the cover reveal for Book I of The Disgraced Martyr Trilogy, THE HIEROPHANT’S DAUGHTER! With May 19th, 2019 now less than six months away, be prepared to get your copy and keep an eye on this blog for links to the forthcoming Amazon page. Readers of this
Mea Culpa, dear readers, but I don’t have an essay for you this week. After getting whipped up in a high-synchronicity birthday trip to San Francisco (a very good time, might I add, and magically vivifying) and completing a third full-length play for me to submit around, I am now roughly 45% done with the novel and will be taking another couple of weeks off from non-fiction in order to
Growing up, I wasn’t allowed to listen to David Bowie. Though my father listened to all manner of punk, goth and progressive rock, the Buddha of suburbia was too esoteric for his Catholic tastes. I distinctly recall once sitting at the coffee table when, prompted, I am certain, by some commercial or television show, my father announced in reference to the song ‘Oh! You Pretty Things’ something to the snide
