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Addressing Criticisms of “The Last Jedi Betrays the Original Trilogy and its Heroes”

My dashed off essay, “The Last Jedi Betrays the Original Trilogy and its Heroes,” has gotten, well, quite a lot of attention. It’s now the most read post I’ve ever written, and it continues to be shared like crazy on social media. While many people have said it gives voice to their own disappointment with the movie, an equal number have told me I’m out to lunch, or not understanding the movie, or...

The Last Jedi Betrays the Original Trilogy and its Heroes

The Last Jedi is the most disappointing Star Wars movie since Attack of the Clones. I don’t believe I’m overstating that. It’s a movie that, through its plot developments and characterization, makes the whole of the Star Wars saga less interesting and less compelling. Its plotting undermined the characters. What was accomplished by Luke, Leia, and Han in the Original Trilogy? In light of The Last...

Mr. V: A Serial Mystery — Part 2

Clinton learns about some weird murders from some weirder people. This is part one of an ongoing serialized novel. You can learn about the book and find links to all published parts by visiting Mr. V’s main page. Ricky walks me out of the museum and down the street, past the park and another block. The whole way saying, “Not here,” when I ask for more about these murders. “People could be...

Decentralization and privacy are inevitable — in tech and in government.

Decentralization and encryption/privacy are good principles for digital technology. They’re also pretty good principles for effective, fair, and just government. Those two principles are becoming more widespread within digital technology, and trend will only accelerate as more of our lives, interactions, transactions, and work move into the digital realm. This will have inevitable, positive...

Mr. V : A Clinton Varne Serial Mystery

My first novel, The Hole, began life as an online serial. I published a little every week as I wrote. It worked well and lead to a publishing contract. For my next book, I’d like to try it again. Mr. V continues the adventures of ex-cop Clinton Varne, who first appeared in the short story, “Old Lady Prideaux’s Terrible Menagerie.” Mr. V takes Clinton’s involvement in weird occultism and mystery a...

Mr. V: A Serial Mystery — Part 1

Clinton Varne, ex-cop, meets a man he locked up years ago, and gets dragged into investigating more than few murders. This is part one of an ongoing serialized novel. You can learn about the book and find links to all published parts by visiting Mr. V’s main page. I’m in my living room and Deputy Neblett tells me I should get away for a while. After what happened with old lady Prideaux, he has a...

Introducing “Mr. V”

My first serial novel in ten years. As a special preview for subscribers, here’s the first chapter of my new serial novel, Mr. V. This hasn’t been made public yet, but I’d love to hear what you think. If you have feedback, you can add it directly to the chapter by highlighting text and then clicking the little comment button. (Though that might only work on in desktop browsers. I’m not sure.)...

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Old Lady Prideaux’s Terrible Menagerie

A horror and mystery short story about an ex-cop and his very weird neighbor. The crone lived in a house dingy and decrepit and decades past the point somebody should’ve burned it down. For years, I’d stared out my front window at that shack, hoping she’d move or die — or that some street tough from the city would get the idea she hoarded loot and make up his mind to rob the place. She’d fight...

Helix

A cyberpunk detective story. She looked at me in a soon-to-be-emotional way that meant I should get to the point as quickly as possible. “Those are my fees,” I said. “I’m not flexible regarding them and I expect to be paid on time.” She nodded and inhaled through her nose, a wet, stuffy sound made more pathetic by the tears. I didn’t have a Kleenex to give her. I continued, “Mrs. Wynett, I’m...