K.B. Wagers is the author of the NeoG Adventures from Harper Voyager & the Hail Bristol saga from Orbit. They are genderqueer and write stories about queer joy & villainy.
I don't normally get super worked up about celebrity deaths, but losing Dolly Parton and Tim Curry in a 24 hour span is frankly, some bullshit. Everyone dies. You. Me. Great people. Terrible ones. We all go in the end. Which means the only meaningful thing is how
I woke up at 2am from a dream about going blind with a migraine, which is always a fun time (not). Took meds, went back to sleep. Woke up four hours later feeling marginally better, but as these things do my whole day has been thrown off. I had to
It's been a rough few weeks, y'all. River's been sick with an unknown stomach thing. She had surgery for a bad tooth (unrelated maybe) yesterday. The good news is that went well. The additional good news is that her bloodwork is fine and the
"I don't want to kill anyone, I don't like bullies." I love everything about Captain America: The First Avenger. Especially this bit. The earnest admission that he doesn't want to kill people but he does understand how important this war is and
It occurred to me the other day that with the exception of a few brief sparks of creativity, I have spent the better part of two years editing. My brain is angry about it, my soul even more so. And while I do need to finish editing this book, I
"Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water." While in Vancouver back in February I had a chance to hang out for several days with my friend Jackson Ford. He's a person I adore (and I'm not just saying that
I am a huge sucker for great lines. The ones that make you stop and stare off into the middle distance for a long moment before shaking yourself out of the unexpected contemplation of the universe and trying to go back to life as it was before. The problem, or
Apologies for missing last week, I have not been in the greatest of headspaces and scratching out some form of newsletter was just beyond my abilities. Also the following newsletter talks about faith, and while I'm not proselytizing in the slightest I know it can be difficult topic
Way back on September 13th 2005, Supernatural aired on the WB. Two brothers, monster hunters, looking for their missing father. I cannot remember now if I actually started watching then only that in the ensuing years it would become a large part of my life. It was probably my first
Author note #1: So I talked about the Avs' loss in the Western Conference Finals over in a public post on my Patreon - Man, THAT sucked - feel free to check that out for some ruminations on being a fan but not a fanatic and why I feel like the
Apologies for missing last week, things got away from me pre-trip and there was just not enough time to sit down in Virginia and write something. I had a really amazing time at RavenCon over the weekend. I'm not big on birthday parties or being the center
*there's like three of you who will get this joke, that's fine 😆 Part One: [scene, interior bedroom, top down shot] An almost 50 year old author lays facedown on the bed, clean laundry scattered around. They've got a muscle patch on their lower back