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Halloween Story Challenge Week Three
Hurricane Harvey
A quick update on sales to benefit those affected by the recent hurricane.
A New Hope
Greetings from Izumicon!
Hello and welcome from your intrepid writer, coming to you live from the floor at Izumicon 2017, where we’re wrapping up an incredibly fun show. As always, I’ve done the show alongside my lovely and talented wife… as I often like to say, she’s the artist and I’m the table … Continue Reading Greetings from Izumicon!
Happy 2017, and more updates coming!
And I think I speak for just about everyone when it comes to 2016… thank goodness that’s over with! I won’t belabor the point here, but the last few months of the year were pretty difficult for Team Esdeem, or to put it in a more descriptive light, October to … Continue Reading Happy 2017, and more updates coming!
The Receding Storm
Sales!
A quick word from your writer…
So you’ve probably noticed it’s been a while since I’ve posted here, and the cob webs are starting to get a wee bit large. It’s been a crazy few months here, and it’s something I’ll probably talk about at length before too much longer. Let’s just say that real life … Continue Reading A quick word from your writer…
Welcome to esdeem.com!
Hello and welcome to all, to the new and improved(?) esdeem.com! I hope you’ll enjoy your stay here, where you can see some of my writing, photography and general weirdness on display. The site is still very much a work in progress, so suggestions, comments and critiques are very much … Continue Reading Welcome to esdeem.com!
The Ballad of Fabricio Medvedenko
Stopping by the local Redbox and being the recipient of a “pay it forward” style gift of a free game rental sitting on the machine, it felt like a fine time to combine two of my loves: Video games and basketball. Many of my coworkers praised the 2K series for … Continue Reading The Ballad of Fabricio Medvedenko
Whose Woods These Are
Tools lay strewn about her desk: rulers, French curves and a book of stencils, along with the pencils and markers she’d used to complete the piece. A pair of scissors lay in wait next to a bottle of glue, with small piles of silver and gold glitter not far away. … Continue Reading Whose Woods These Are
