What Am I Doing?
Another place to write what’s bouncing around in my mind?
Sure. Why not. It’s not like writing novels, speculative fiction series, kids’ books, and essays is already taking up all my time. Let’s start a blog.
So… what am I doing?
The Sound of You comes out in print on February 1. That still feels a little strange. It was a two-year, on-again-off-again relationship with a main character who is more than a little like me. You’d think writing someone like yourself would make things easier. It doesn’t. Not even close.
In March, I’ll be releasing a sample tasting of a longer work, Genesis Rift: Tales From a Future War. It’s speculative science fiction woven with philosophy, theology, and no small amount of sarcasm about where we came from and where we’re going. It’s a strange mélange of stories that have been percolating in my head for more than thirty years—and somehow, they all belong together.
For non-fiction readers, I also write on Substack at Let’s Fix This Thing , where I take a swing at our broken political systems from the perspective of a systems design consultant. No partisan noise. Just: here’s what’s broken, and maybe here’s a way to fix it. Old-fashioned around-the-table ideas. Maybe. Probably not.
So yeah—that’s what I’m doing. Trying to quiet the voices by giving them somewhere to go. I hope you find something in my writing that resonates. It’s okay if you don’t. I’m fully comfortable with the possibility that I’m wrong about most things.
Currently open on my desk: The Book Censor's Library
Back later.
—DT
Sure. Why not. It’s not like writing novels, speculative fiction series, kids’ books, and essays is already taking up all my time. Let’s start a blog.
So… what am I doing?
The Sound of You comes out in print on February 1. That still feels a little strange. It was a two-year, on-again-off-again relationship with a main character who is more than a little like me. You’d think writing someone like yourself would make things easier. It doesn’t. Not even close.
In March, I’ll be releasing a sample tasting of a longer work, Genesis Rift: Tales From a Future War. It’s speculative science fiction woven with philosophy, theology, and no small amount of sarcasm about where we came from and where we’re going. It’s a strange mélange of stories that have been percolating in my head for more than thirty years—and somehow, they all belong together.
For non-fiction readers, I also write on Substack at Let’s Fix This Thing , where I take a swing at our broken political systems from the perspective of a systems design consultant. No partisan noise. Just: here’s what’s broken, and maybe here’s a way to fix it. Old-fashioned around-the-table ideas. Maybe. Probably not.
So yeah—that’s what I’m doing. Trying to quiet the voices by giving them somewhere to go. I hope you find something in my writing that resonates. It’s okay if you don’t. I’m fully comfortable with the possibility that I’m wrong about most things.
Currently open on my desk: The Book Censor's Library
Back later.
—DT
Published on January 29, 2026 10:39
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Exempla Mentis
Exempla Mentis is my companion blog to my monthly newsletter—a small window into the strange, restless machinery of my creative life.
Inside you’ll find a taste of whatever story I’m building, a rando Exempla Mentis is my companion blog to my monthly newsletter—a small window into the strange, restless machinery of my creative life.
Inside you’ll find a taste of whatever story I’m building, a random thought that won’t leave me alone, maybe a poem that arrived uninvited, and something worth carrying with you into the week.
It’s like a tapas menu for the beautiful chaos that lives in the mind of a writer. If that sounds like your kind of thing… pull up a chair. ...more
Inside you’ll find a taste of whatever story I’m building, a rando Exempla Mentis is my companion blog to my monthly newsletter—a small window into the strange, restless machinery of my creative life.
Inside you’ll find a taste of whatever story I’m building, a random thought that won’t leave me alone, maybe a poem that arrived uninvited, and something worth carrying with you into the week.
It’s like a tapas menu for the beautiful chaos that lives in the mind of a writer. If that sounds like your kind of thing… pull up a chair. ...more

