Author Archives: Tyner

The Evolution of Magic

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Christmas has always held a special sort of magic for me, especially when I was a child, but even now into my adulthood. There was a certain myth and mystery to the idea that a magical elf-burglar would break into … Continue reading

Judgment and Change

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There is a man that comes into my gym on a regular basis, and I enjoy judging him. To those who don’t know me personally, I’m a bit of a Meat Head. I lift often and heavy, and enjoy imagining … Continue reading

Making an Impact

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Because my wife is awesome, she often does little things that make my day as awesome as she is. One of those things popped up today. I have been a fan of the band Bon Jovi for as long as … Continue reading

Singing Off Key In A Cell Of My Own Creation

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My attitude has sucked, recently, and I have made absolutely no forward movement on the project I’ve been trying to work on. And no matter how hard I tried to jab my accusatory pointing finger in a convenient direction, I’ve found … Continue reading

Refueled, Inspired and Wired For Sound

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There are times in our writing lives when we run out of motivation; when our enthusiasm runs dry and it is a struggle just to get words down on the page. After spending the last weekend at the Surrey International … Continue reading

Writer’s Conference Survival Guide

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The Surrey International Writer’s Conference (www.siwc.ca) is only three days away, and I’ve been seeing several posts and commentaries about what one should or should not do at a writer’s conference. This year will be my seventh SiWC, so I … Continue reading

Sporadic Intimidation Through Social Media

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I lost my mind this morning, and it’s all Twitter’s fault. I use Twitter a lot, like a lot of fledgling storytellers, and as I was looking through my tweet-feed this morning I noticed a disturbing trend. Many people, it … Continue reading

Peeking Out Your Window

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At 0230 hours this morning (2:30 am), I was awakened by screaming in front of my house. I heard two angry voices, one of them protesting, “I didn’t do anything”, and the other yelling “call the police!” I went to … Continue reading

The Smallest of Things

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Our lives are all made up of a series of very small things, with a few gigantic events tossed in every now and then to make us pay attention. It is always the big things we remember, but, I think, … Continue reading

Painting Yourself by Number

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I like to watch people, and as both a cop and a storyteller it becomes a necessary part of my craft and trade. As I was walking into the gym a couple days ago, I noticed a guy in front … Continue reading