I thought about my own experiences as an adoptee and wrote a story about a boy who rediscovered his history. He is left on a beach by his mother and adopted by a kind man. It's kind of sad but not so much, and like most of my stories go, it has a happy ending.Read More
A picture of my trusty assistant being trusty and assisting with my new secret project.
I wish there were more Jane Navios in fantasy. Oh, you see them in science fiction and horror, but not in fantasy. There is an unwritten code that women in fantasy novels must not be older than thirty, or they’re all the grandmotherly types over sixty, but rarely are there any in the forty to fifty range. There are a few exceptions to this rule, but since the 1990s, female characters over forty seem to have faded into the background scenery, and very few are protagonists.Read More
I'd like to address a random comment that I saw from a fan, who was attempting to guilt an author into writing a story with the justification of "it's only an hour of your time." Had it been just one person, I probably wouldn't have thought much of the phrase, but I saw that sentiment echoed by many people.Read More
I've said this before and I have hesitated writing about because I haven't had proof. Proof surfaced today in the form of Amazon's new test of a service called "Kindle Unlimited." Amazon has made no secret that it is after content. In an online environment, content is where the money is at.Read More
This past week was a little like Christmas. My Barnes & Noble order hit the door along with a very nice surprise from a fan who only wants to be known as Sean McGivney. Three novels and COFFEE (Yo te amo, Columbia). My most heartfelt thanks to Sean. The coffee has been amazing and the books look to be just as delicious.
But first, a picture of the elusive Mr. Macavity ...Read More
And finally, the opening for my novella "The Broken Road" is finalized. This means that I have opened the file numerous times, read it, and have not felt the need to rearrange words.
Outside the gilded halls of Antigua, summer wilted the crops in the fields. The lowborn poured their blood into the soil. What grew from those rites couldn’t be named or eaten. Famine was a dirty bitch with rotten fangs, but the hunger she put in a belly bit sharp nonetheless ...Read More
You can now sign up for my newsletter by adding your email address in the sidebar. The newsletter will be sent out when I have news and events to share. Newsletter subscribers will receive information before it's posted here on the blog, opportunities to beta read manuscripts, and they will be eligible for special giveaways.Read More
Nailing the opening and ending of a novel are the two most difficult aspects for me. Those first words are like a thesis statement, and I have to work them constantly to get just the right feel for the novel.
I'm still playing with the paragraph. It has morphed at least five times in the last week. Each time I open the story to work on it, I read the first paragraph anew and tweak it slightly.
Last week, it looked like this:Read More
We have reached Tier 2 of our goals for donations for Clarion West!
On Friday, Clarion West emailed me with the amount of money that has been donated to sponsor my Write-a-thon goal of finishing my novella, The Broken Road. We shot over the $100 to collect $160 for Clarion West!
Now if you will remember, in this post, I announced the tiers and our goals.Read More
Wow. I knew you guys were awesome, but you just blew me away last week. On Friday, I received an email from Clarion West that we have achieved Tier 3, our $100 goal! As a matter of fact, we shot over the goal and collected $160.00 in donations for Clarion West ...Read More
Wow. I knew you guys were awesome, but you just blew me away last week. On Friday, I received an email from Clarion West that we have achieved Tier 3, our $100 goal! As a matter of fact, we shot over the goal and collected $160.00 in donations for Clarion West.
You people simply rock!
What this means is that I am now about to offer up not one, not two, but all three of the tiers to some lucky folks. Here is what I'm going to do:Read More
I'm working on a novella that is due to be finished by August 1st. Over the weekend, I discovered that Clarion West Writers Workshop is hosting a Write-a-thon to help raise money for Clarion West Writers Workshop. For those of you who have never heard of Clarion West Writers Workshop, the organization's mission is to improve speculative fiction by providing high quality education through both one-day workshops and an intensive six week writing program. Clarion West is funded through donations, and of course, more donations means that they can keep their tuition low so that more writers can attend.
I've heard a lot of really great things about Clarion West. Since their Write-a-thon coincided with my impending deadline, I thought I might try and raise some money for Clarion West while having a little fun.Read More
A disclaimer before I begin this review: Courtney and I are both former NSB authors, whose debut novels were published within months of one another. Since then, she and I have emailed one another frequently and I consider her to be a friend. That doesn't mean that I will pull punches in my review. It's just there for your information.
For those of you who have not been keeping up with Courtney's Shattered Sigil series (gives a stare worthy of Chuck Wendig), you should be. The first book of the series, The Whitefire Crossing, was a wild romp of a read. I thoroughly enjoyed it and if you want to read my review of The Whitefire Crossing, it is here.
And now, The Tainted City by Courtney Schafer:Read More
I'm looking at a complete do-over on the web site. If I do this thing like I want to do this thing, then I am going to lose some of my old blog posts. I can't possibly transfer everything for many reasons, none of which I really feel like going into in depth today. Suffice to say a lot of it has to do with code.Read More
I walked outside to check on my flowers, and as I rounded the corner at the carport, I found a perfect rose in my garden. That doesn't happen often. Because it made me so happy, I thought I'd share it with you.