Author: Stephen

Space Opera Love (Part One of Three)

I have loved Space Opera since I was three.

That was when the original Star Trek series aired on one of the only two channels that were available in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada in 1966, and it was something we, as a family watched. I remember my mother being certain that the sight of one alien in the closing credits (Balok from The Corbomite Maneuver) would scare me too much, so she charged my sisters with distracting me so I wouldn’t see it.

Of course, when I finally did, I wasn’t bothered at all.

Star Trek truly entered my consciousness in the Seventies during first run syndication after school. When I rediscovered it, I would race home and hope it was one I hadn’t seen yet. Not that it mattered. I watched them over and over, poring over every detail, memorizing the look, the ideas, the performances. I tried over and over to build the Enterprise with my Lego. And this was back in the day when there weren’t any specially shaped blocks, just flat bits, rectangles and squares. My love for the show just continued to grow. Continue reading “Space Opera Love (Part One of Three)”

Guest Blog at Spoonie Authors Network – On the Body

In lieu of a post here this week, I was fortunate enough to write a piece over at Spoonie Authors Network this week. Inspired by a conversation I had with a friend at Glad Day Bookshop during Pride this year, that set off a host of thoughts about my body and how I feel about it.

Check it out here.

Worst. Blogger. Ever.

I’m a bad blogger. I admit it. I have neglected my site for far too long. I released a book, finished rewrites on a second and signed a contract for it.

Blogs posts? Nada.

Excuse me while I hang my head in shame.

I’m a writer. It’s kind of my thing. I mean, I have a dull, yet well paying day job with benefits and lots of vacation and stuff, but the writing is the thing that gets me going, that makes me feel like I’m not just taking up space and emitting carbon dioxide. I love the act of creating the worlds and the people and moving them around. I even enjoy the times I have to do horrible things to them.

Continue reading “Worst. Blogger. Ever.”

Recipe: Slow Cooker Chicken Curry

Yes, I like curry a lot. I found this one to try for Christmas Dinner, because me attempting turkey would surely end in disaster.

1 pound boneless, skinless chicken thighs (Original recipe calls for breasts)
1 medium onion – thinly sliced
15 oz can chickpeas – drained and rinsed
2 medium sweet potatoes – peeled and diced
½ cup coconut milk (Recipe calls for light, but I used the full fat version)
½ cup chicken stock – low sodium
15 oz can tomato sauce
2 tablespoons curry powder – salt-free
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon red chili powder (Recipe calls for half this amount of cayenne. Could use red chili flakes as well)
1 cup green peas – frozen
2 tablespoons lemon juice
cilantro – optional garnish

 

In the bottom of the slow cooker, whisk together coconut milk, chicken stock, tomato sauce, curry powder, salt and cayenne.

Add chicken breasts, onion, chickpeas and sweet potatoes. Using tongs, gently toss ingredients together to ensure evenly coated.

Cook on Low for 8 hours or High for 4 hours.

Stir in peas and lemon juice 5 minutes before serving.

Serve over rice and with plenty of fresh cilantro.

 

Recipe source: http://thelemonbowl.com/2013/05/slow-cooker-chicken-curry.html

Big News!

I have been remiss in posting this here, after blanketing my social media with the news. I’ve signed a contract with Bold Strokes Books to publish my next book, Soul’s Blood (and hopefully, the sequel, Gatecrasher, too) We’re in early days right now, in a bit of a holding pattern, but aiming for publication next fall. The ball is rolling though!

Very excited!

Sweet November

“People must be remembered Charlie, otherwise it’s as if they were never here at all. All we are are the people who remember us. If we go away, and everybody forgets we were ever here, its as if we never were.”

 

Have you ever revisited a movie you saw many, many years before? One that you remember loving, even though decades have passed and you can’t even remember when you saw it the first time? For me, this weekend, I found one of those movies again. Sweet November, starring Sandy Dennis and Anthony Newley. I have such vivid memories of loving it, and they were borne out when I watched it again tonight. The quote above imprinted on me somehow. I’m not sure if I loved it because it resonated with what I already believed, or if it was seeing the film and hearing those words that helped create the belief. Maybe it’s even more resonant now in the aftermath of my own brush with mortality. But it’s a lovely film. And it’s one I’ve taken in, one that has become part of who I am.

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweet_November_(1968_film)