Science fiction author Michael Casher dusts the cobwebs off previously unused sections of his brain.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Here we go again.

Today is my 56th birthday. Once a senior citizen, always a senior citizen.

Actually, I don't really give a hoot. The only birthday I ever dreaded in my entire life was my 30th, like most other young people.

After that I thought, What the hell, the first 100 years is only a drop in the big bucket anyway.

Friday, September 21, 2007

The Pluto Observer

This month marks the 2nd Anniversary of The Pluto Observer, "a one-page monthly newsletter from the planet Pluto" that I began writing in September 2005. It's a free at Science Fiction for Thinkers, my official website.

Sometimes I have a lot of fun writing this so-called newsletter and sometimes it's a real drag, to use a worn-out Baby Boomer cliché. But, I'll continue offering this kind of commentary as long as the fingers of my alter ego and star reporter, Jonco Bugos, can keep moving over the keyboard.

Some issues offer actual articles about current events and some are strictly for fun. And that's the beauty of being an independent author. No editor can say to me, "don't write that" or "this crap gets cut" or "hell, you're just a stupid hick who can't even write". Only The Great Publishing Wizards of Big Apple City will tell you that kind of stuff. And that's because they've lived all their lives without setting foot in "fly-over" country (that's the USA between Manhattan Island and Los Angeles) and this is their biggest fatal flaw.