Aim for the Top of the Room

Around our house, we love a good puzzle. It's part of the furniture — brain-teasers at the table, riddles in the car, a general suspicion that anything can be turned into a game if you look at it right. So when my son's eighteenth birthday came around and he told me what he wanted, it … Continue reading Aim for the Top of the Room

The Rules Behind the Magic

I've been building a book about a detective who believes everything has a rational explanation, and I've dropped him into a world where magic is real on the first page. The detective is the Scarecrow. That's the joke underneath the whole thing — he isn't an outsider who wanders into Oz skeptical of it. He's … Continue reading The Rules Behind the Magic

Hold the Thread

If my past self walked in and watched me work now, he'd think I'd lost my mind. On a normal afternoon I've got three or four conversations with AI running at once, each one chewing on a different problem. While they work, I'm answering email, checking back with people I owe an answer, reviewing something … Continue reading Hold the Thread

The Room That Knew What I Knew

I found an old Toastmasters competition video of myself the other night. Watching old video of myself is its own small torture — you're looking at a former version, and you can see everything he doesn't know yet. It's like watching a younger sibling do the thing. But I'll say it plainly: it was a … Continue reading The Room That Knew What I Knew