Author: Lancelot Schaubert

  • Ebook Sales Leveling off… and why that’s a great thing.

    Ebook sales have leveled off to normal growth, and sooner than most technologies. If you’re someone who reads a book every week during your commute, say a detective novel or romance novel, the e-book format is perfect for you. But those people have pretty much all shifted to e-books, and there are only so many…

  • On Mortality

    To wrap up this week’s theme of grief, loss, and eulogies, I’m sharing a poem on mortality I wrote one year ago. I woke up in the middle of the night with the worst fever of my life, aching to my bones, certain of death — kind of like my friend’s cold sweat from yesterday’s…

  • My Eulogy?

    This flattery has become something of a Ph test for whether I’m living life well. Does what you’re doing feel off, Lance? Check the eulogy.

  • Sitting at the feet of : The Spirit in The Song

    In which I interview the band Eine Blume on how they capture the spirit of a moment in music.

  • KC Color Run!

    Turns out the Joplin Color Run was JV compared to the KC Color Run’s varsity team. Backstory: my wife has Type 1 Diabetes and has been kicking its tail with this running stuff. We got there, and this was the line for the porta-potty. I put down water faster than most waiters can bring it…

  • Our Anniversary ROADTRIP… and book treasure hunt

    “Anniversary trip? Lance. Lance. Come now, that was like… like four months ago!” Did I mention I had a lot of catching up to do? We love road tripping for vacations, even if they’re only an hour or so away. Okay, I love the open road. Kiddo loves the open road. Kiddo’s Hips, however, do not. Neither does my…

  • Nice Art, but where are the *real* Crystal Bridges?

    Crystal Bridges features all sorts of American-born art from the 15th century onward. This was the first time I have ever felt connect to an American heritage older than 200 years.

  • My Heroic Bride Part Deux: Color Es Plosions

    In which young college girls get jacked in the face with bananas and fistfuls of color.

  • Kiddo Learns to Knat

    Kiddo Learns to Knat

    Kiddo gave pledges to knit scarves at Christmas and has heretofore knatted them both. Here’s what she looked like after the first one was finished recently:

  • Snow in Summer, New Article, and a return from my Hobbit Hole

    For those who have followed me on here, you know that my blog has waned of late. Though I blame being out-of-town for six weekends in a row, two weeks in the middle, lots of new business and other fancy schmancy projects, deep down I know I’ve a lot of catching up to do for…

  • Narrative Distance in Relationships

    There remains a narrative distance between one and another that others have called “relationship.” This narrative distance shows the relative disconnect between the tale we try to tell for one and another — I am an author for yours, You, an author for mine. Father to son, son to father The space between spouses (long…

  • The Silver Sickle by Ellie Ann

    I’ve meant to share this for some time, but business has been crazy. Also summer. Plus… you know… that whole epic photo-comic thingy… BUT! My sister-by-another-mister Ellie Ann released her FIRST solo novel Monday. She calls it: You’re all a great group of supportive nerds. So here’s the thing: I’m counting on all Literators who…