Pepsi and Milk August 3, 2009
Posted by Erik Tomblin in Books, Writing.Tags: ghost, Love, milk, mystery, pepsi, review, suspense
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Every once in a while, I like to imagine some of my favorite bands covering other favorite bands. Like Slayer doing a Depeche Mode song. Or maybe Imogen Heap covering some NIN. Maybe a whole album of these covers! Yeah! And maybe my hair would look good short….really short. Yeah…
It’s been done, successfully and not so much. Fortunately, my genre-crossing novel didn’t make a big mess of things, at least in this reviewer’s opinion.
(Scroll down the linked page to read Daniel Reilly’s review of The Space Between.)
A visual aid… May 28, 2009
Posted by Erik Tomblin in Books, Choices, Emotion, Love, Music, Relationships, Writing.Tags: AlphaInventions.com, condron.us
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Life of the party April 5, 2009
Posted by Erik Tomblin in Emotion, Life, Relationships, Writing.Tags: Death, Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky, Poetry
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It occurred to me earlier this year that, in less than two years time, I will be twice the age I was when my mother passed away. I get curious about what she would have thought about my writing. Sure, she read what little I had written back then, some of which was decent for the age I was when it was written. I can only hope she never found any of my terribly bad, love-sick poems from high school — I can’t even stand to read those now. I’m just curious if she would have enjoyed what I’ve written in the past few years. (more…)
I should’ve been a quantum physicist March 20, 2008
Posted by Erik Tomblin in Life, Science, Writing.Tags: Books, Life, Music, Science, Writing
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I don’t have the brain for blogging, which is why you’ll not see a daily entry here. I’ll be lucky to post once a week. There are many reasons for this. So many people do it better, including my fiancee’, who can take one thought from her day and turn it into an entertaining, though-provoking entry. I also rarely keep track of any interesting thoughts I have during the course of a day. Also, even when I do have an idea, I can become quickly bored with the prospect of sharing it as most ideas or themes has been explored, explained, and exploited by myself and many before me. It’s like sitting in a coffee shop and eavesdropping on a group of people ten years younger, having that same deep conversation on (insert topic here) we’ve all had (or will have) repeatedly over the span of our lives. The need for novelty also effects my writing. (more…)
