Lauryne Wright

Yesterday I got a wild writing hair and polished off chapter 53 with Rowan Layne once again visiting Loch Ness in my eighth Other Worldly novel, Alien Origins. It turned out be a tad humorous, which makes me feel pretty good about my ability to maintain somewhat of a sense of humor in the insane […]

This post is about maintaining hope and positivity in an 250-year-old experiment known as the United States of America, and it is dedicated to a fairly new friend, though it feels as if I’ve known her for decades. Eileen and I met one year ago later this month at a local Otero County function for

Seen on social media recently: Shoutout to libraries for keeping fiction and nonfiction separate, that is not easy to do these days. Ya think? Try writing snarky sociopolitical speculative fiction that doesn’t make you crazy, even though it’s usually cathartic. Fact is, it’s been difficult to focus while navigating a world run by maniacal maniacs

It has been years since I saw a movie in the theatre. But Steven Spielberg’s Disclosure Day, premiering earlier this month, was a must see because it’s about aliens among us. And while there are apparently far too many moviegoers who are heedlessly and haplessly bashing this blockbuster, I have a different take entirely. Did

When you grow up eight miles from the White House and roughly six miles from the famed Kennedy Center, things can tend to get personal when cretins screw with cherished childhood memories. In my Other Worldly novels, I’ve actually included the desecration of the rose garden in the first four years of a crook and

Last month I joined a Democracy Docket online discussion between founder Marc Elias and Congressman Jamie Raskin (D-MD, top-ranking Dem on House Judiciary Committee), both Constitutional scholars with more integrity—and legal  experience—in their pinky fingers than six alt-right supremacists justices who have so gracelessly rendered the Supreme Court no longer credible, and wholly deserving of

When it comes to entities within the federal government under this presidential administration, trust has all but eroded. Attempting to summon any modicum of faith and goodwill in the machinations of certain agencies in particular is like assembling a jigsaw puzzle when key pieces have been stolen, or destroyed. Hence, what puzzled me last week

I’ve been feeling my age more in the past two months than I have in the past ten years. And not just in the physical body pain and occasional mental fog that apparently arrives with a vengeance upon turning 65. I’ve felt it in many ways as an author, but the blatant ageism I’m constantly

Over the weekend I attended two separate events, both ultimately linked to the subject of extraterrestrials and UAP (for Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena, previously Unidentified Aerial Phenomena, and UFOs before that—apparently DoD spends more time changing acronyms than engaging in anything useful and nondestructive these days) and both surprisingly validating and confirming that aliens are indeed

Last week on May 8 the imbecilic White House administration conveniently  declared that the “Department of War” (which doesn’t actually exist), was releasing “Government files related to Alien and Extraterrestrial Life, Unidentified Aerial Phenomena, and Unidentified Flying Objects,” with the idiot-in-chief posting on his failing and flailing social media site, “Have Fun and Enjoy!” Aside