Only the Quiet Remains
A farewell to my friend and canine writing partner. If you've recently lost one of your own, this one may be worth skipping.
Daniel Verastiqui
Born to write the great American cyberpunk novel; forced to write blog posts for marketing purposes. Stories and essays about technology, fatherhood, work, and staying human in a synthetic world.
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A/S/L, Says the State of Texas
Thirty years ago, you could answer that question with whatever lie you wanted. That was what made the internet awesome.
HJ Talks to AV
Technology has grown far beyond the cookie-cutter experience of your grandparents and into a realm where knowledge rules and strength is no longer determined by the size of a man’s muscles but by the size of his brain.
Friday Footnotes - 6.26.26
Welcome to Friday Footnotes, a new series intended to fill the void when I've spent too much time writing fiction and too little time writing a new thoughtful blog post for you.
House of Nepenthe - Alternate Opening
The bar around him was an amalgam of familiar set pieces: the long bar with multi-colored bottles on the wall behind it, the pool tables in the distance with their clacking balls, and a small dance floor with only a handful of people gyrating to a song he couldn’t hear.
Writers, Find Your People
Writing is a lonely profession, but there are times when you need someone else to help answer the difficult questions like "how many movie quotes are too many?"
How to Turn an Existing Short Story into a Novel
Pamela Koehne-Drube over at Novlr wrote a great framework for expanding a short story into a novel. It's like she was reading my diary.
Last Date Night in the Valley
He’d wanted to take her to a fancy restaurant in Corpus Christi, but with her last class of the day letting out at 7:30 p.m., she’d balked at the six hour round-trip just to eat raw shrimp from a champagne glass.
AI Boiled a Small Lake to Bring House of Nepenthe to Life
They say all is fair in love and self-publishing, which is why I have no trouble throwing money at anything that might remotely help me sell more books... even if "anything" occasionally means accelerating the heat death of the planet.
Objection! This Isn't Funny at All (How Pauly Shore Lied to Me About Jury Duty)
I'd only been called in for jury duty once before, way back before the old municipal courthouse on 7th and I-35 turned into Violet KeepSafe Storage.
One Is The Loneliest Number (of POVs in a Vinestead Anthology Novel)
Limiting myself to a single POV was supposed to be a straightforward challenge. Fifteen chapters in, I'm learning this will not be as simple as I thought.
Do You Read Science Fiction? (And Other Icebreakers I Used Selling Books at STAPLE!)
I managed to snag a table at STAPLE! The Independent Media Expo on January 24, 2026, thus beginning three months of anxiety and ill-conceived plans to dye my hair, change my name, and flee to Mexico. It was going to be my first time ever selling my books in
I Spent a Year Writing Code with ChatGPT and Learned Nothing
In a world where we are judged by our results and not by what we learned along the way, AI-assisted coding seems like the perfect shortcut. But though we deliver our products faster, are we sure we're not losing something in the process? Something key to our own personal development?
The Psychology of Easter Brunch; May Contain Eggs and Nick Miller
I saw Nick Miller at brunch and it was terrible.
On Trauma, Time, and Anaïs Nin
I've been reading non-fiction by Henry Miller and Anaïs Nin in the hopes of transporting myself back to a time I've romanticized as being the height of literary community. I love the little insights into their thinking, their processes, and their feelings. I