I’ve been in my current day job now for nearly nine years. In addition to the gig’s intellectual challenges, sturdy rewards and lovely people, it’s allowed me to visit Los Angeles at least…heck, 25 times or so? See, the New York office is actually the satellite, while the mothership is in the City of Angels. Hence the travel and the sturdy flow of frequent flier miles.
So here I am yet again, this time for a week and a half. My wife is with me (the child being at camp) and there are plans afoot. L.A. is a great city for warmth, sun, beaches and sightseeing. (The less said about traffic and smog, the better.) The food scene here is phenomenal — super creative, far less pretentious than New York, and surprisingly affordable. There are many fine craft breweries.
And there’s The Last Bookstore. I’m ashamed to say that I hadn’t visited until today. This has been belatedly but duly rectified; it’s one of the coolest independent bookstores I’ve ever seen. Want proof? Here you go.
First off, it’s huge. The building used to be an old bank, so they have a couple of vaults and lots of smaller rooms in addition to this cavernous affair. The stage is perfect for readings and panels, and there are a few chairs around — though, to be fair, they don’t like folks loitering all day. They’re right in downtown L.A., so I get that.
Book sculptures! Paper art! The second floor in particular is a warren of very cool little nooks and crannies and oddities like the ones above.
And this bad boy towers above all of it. Someone put a lot of love into this store. There’s a massive collection of vintage, used and new books across every genre imaginable. You want self-help? YA? Biography? Classics? SF/F? Lit fic? It’s all there. Well, mostly all there. I suppose I could get nitpicky about authors of more recent vintage — they have the big names in most categories, but less so midlisters. But their used book selection more than makes up for it. I saw dozens of novels I read when I was a kid. It was a total memory lane thing.
So. The Last Bookstore is in downtown Los Angeles on 5th and Spring. It’s worth braving the city’s notorious traffic to spend an hour in book-lover bliss. I’m glad I went, and you should go too.
In other news, I’m happy to report that, as per usual, I crunched on a whole heap of words on my flight over here, and that the second MAJESTIC-12 book is coming along swimmingly. There was one particular historical event that really spurred the entire concept behind the book, and today was the day where I got to write my version of it. It’s one of those “you can’t make this stuff up” events, and I hope I did it justice.
All right. I’m off to find a good taco and a beer. Viva Los Angeles.
#SFWApro




I had been a published author for a grand total of three weeks when I attended my first con — WorldCon in San Antonio in 2013. And for the better part of two days, I carried with me a Ziploc baggie with bagels in it.
I love SF Signal’s mind melds, and I’m quite excited to be a part of their latest: “
Back in college, I was a big fan of White Wolf’s role-playing games. I still think
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is a masterpiece, and I will brook no argument to the contrary. It’s a film that manages to be many things at once: A heart-wrenching romance, a character study, a contemplation of a certain time and place, and an epic, kick-ass Wuxia film. The acting is superb, the directing brilliant, the writing spot-on, the cinematography dynamic and lush, and don’t even get me started on the music.
You know, as I sit here and try to gather my thoughts, I’m really taken by just how difficult it is to not attach spoilers to any review or mention of Star Wars: The Force Awakens. There was a lot that happened in that film, man, most of it really cool and intriguing.
We’re just a few days away, people. The Force Awakens arrives Thursday night, and I’ll be writing up something on Friday. Just in time for the big event: The wayback machine review/recap/whatever of Return of the Jedi.
The rewatch of the Star Wars saga — done during my morning elliptical workout — is almost over, and I admit, it’s made the half-hour exercise routine go pretty fast. I’ve enjoyed revisiting these movies, and it’s geared me up nicely for next Thursday’s showing of Star Wars: The Force Awakens. 








