Today’s post is about two weeks belated, and it’s all my own Yuletide’s fault, but I’ll get to that later.
Recently, I had my 40th birthday. What a weird feeling that is. As with all birthdays, you feel exactly the same as you did the day before, but you’ve also hit a new decade now, and there’s this persistent feeling that you should be, ugh, taking a hard look at/reevaluating all your life’s choices. Gah, it’s annoying.
My actual birthday was lovely, though: I did some shopping at the local book and game stores, saw Wake Up Dead Man in theater, and treated myself to a very nice French restaurant. Thanksgiving was also unusually relaxed this year, which I am always grateful for. I did not make turkey, but I did have all the important carb side dishes, and really, isn’t that what matters in the end?
Considering that this post is two weeks late, I will give you double the cats.


Marlowe, alas, has refused to sit in the same cat tree basket. No appreciation for parallels or symmetry at all.
WRITING
God, speaking of the time to reevaluate things. It’s the end of the year, which generally means the dreaded Award Eligibility post, but … well. Primarily, I was working on my novel this year, so short stories kinda went by the wayside. In fact, the only story I had out in 2025 was “Four Questions With Something Like God,” which was published in The Dark back in January. I do wish I’d managed to publish more, but I also like this one and recommend it to anyone who enjoys very short reads, interactive fiction, and stories about raging against the dying of the light. Consider this my eligibility post, I guess? (It’s eligible for all the usuals: Shirley Jackson, World Fantasy, British Fantasy, the Hugos, the Nebulas, etc. I have absolutely zero expectations here, but hey. I’ve been surprised before.)
Case in point: I got my second ever award nomination in 2025 (for “Jinx”) with the British Fantasy Awards. I also got my first ever story selected for The Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy (“The Weight of Your Own Ashes”). And recently, I signed a contract on having one of my short stories translated into Chinese. (I’ll update with more details upon publication, but it might be quite some time before that happens.) I mention these things mostly to remind myself, honestly. Querying agents is rough, particularly when you don’t have anything official on the horizon, and it’s very easy to fall into the trap of wah, I’m not accomplishing anything unlike all my cooler, smarter, better friends, particularly at this time of the year. (Not just milestone birthdays, either, but also the holidays and New Years. Bah. Who’s up for just skipping to February?)
On the plus side, I’ve been having fun working on my Yuletide fanfiction this year—and by fun, I mean absolutely fucking screeching at my ever-growing word count. This, my friends, is why I haven’t posted anything on the blog for a couple of weeks—I’ve been too busy trying to wrangle my Yuletide story into submission by the deadline. I want to be very clear here: to complete your challenge assignment, your story only has to be a thousand words. That’s it. People obviously can and do write more, but I cannot stress enough that you’re only required to write a story that is, at minimum, 1,000 words.
I finally uploaded my fanfic yesterday. It was literally a novella. 🤦♀️
MOVIES
As I mentioned earlier, I saw Wake Up Dead Man on my birthday. Could I have waited to see this on Netflix, where it literally just appeared a few days ago? Sure, but I love the Knives Out movies—ugh, marketing, they should obviously be the Benoit Blanc movies—and Mekaela and I didn’t want to wait. Glad we didn’t, honestly, because I enjoyed this film quite a bit. All of the BB movies have a bit of a different feel to them, which I enjoy. I’d say this one is a bit darker, perhaps, than the others? Certainly more interested in theology, although there is a core kindness to all three that I enjoy. Rian Johnson is very good at writing interesting movies for the moment that don’t feel horrifically on the nose, or at least not to me. Wake Up Dead Man never loses sight of being an entertaining whodunnit (and a locked room mystery, too—some of which I got right away, other parts I missed entirely), but it’s also very much a story about empathy, and I appreciate where the story lands on that front.
It’s also longer than its predecessors, although it didn’t actually feel long to me, which is always a neat trick—particularly because Blanc, himself, doesn’t come on scene for a while. Excellent acting all around, particularly by Daniel Craig and Josh O’Connor, but the whole cast (Josh Brolin, Glenn Close, Mila Kunis, Kerry Washington, Thomas Haden Church, Jeremy Renner, Cailee Spaeny, Daryl McCormack, and—in a small but wonderful role—Jeffrey Wright) is extremely solid. Also, it’s just a good looking movie. The lighting in this film is both deeply, intentionally unsubtle and absolutely gorgeous.
As always, I appreciate the ties to golden age detective fiction. I kept thinking of one novel in particular (well, two novels actually), which I won’t discuss here, but the book that’s specifically mentioned in the film is The Hollow Man by John Dickson Carr. This is only unfortunate because they highly imply the solution of that novel through dialogue, and I haven’t had the opportunity to read it yet. Mind you, I’m not actually complaining about a film spoiling a 90-year-old book. I’m only frustrated because I’ve tried to read this book, only to never find it. I’ve been in whole ass specialty bookstores dedicated to nothing but mystery novels and couldn’t find one of the most infamous locked room mysteries of all time. (You can get it on Amazon, it seems, although I prefer not to buy books on Amazon, but if you want a physical copy, it takes 3-4 weeks—which is practically an eternity by their weird ass standards.)
GAMES
So, I mentioned last month that I started playing Blue Prince. Well, unfortunately, I’m afraid to report that it has taken over my whole life.

You don’t even understand. I have over 100 screenshots of potential clues. My sister has pages and pages of notes. This game is so involved, with so many layers and so much backstory. I love it.
In Blue Prince, your great-uncle has died and you’re set to inherit his strange and wondrous manor—if you can find the mysterious Room 46. Each day, you have a certain number of steps to explore the house, and each day the house resets, so the floor plan is never the same. There are puzzles upon puzzles. The lore unwraps bit by bit, and there is so much of it. Even after you complete the main objective (and it took us a while), there is still so much more to do and explore—I am not in the least bit surprised that this game took eight years to make. I’m still enjoying the hell out of it, and I’d highly recommend it for anyone who likes puzzle, strategy, and mystery games. It is a time commitment, but it’s a pretty great one.