Almost Bookcation

Once upon a time, my wife and I would go on yearly bookcations. We’d leave the kids with someone random (usually someone we trusted and not truly someone random). We’d book a B&B for a couple nights. We’d pillage used book stores. We’d return home with a box of books which would take us theContinue reading “Almost Bookcation”

The Work that Comes After the Writing

Writing is work. I wish it was only fun. There is real joy in creating stories, crafting mythologies, sculpting characters, and weaving storylines. There’s something magical in discovering surprises you laid for yourself. I actually do enjoy revising stories and shining them up. But if you intend to be successful as an author, it alsoContinue reading “The Work that Comes After the Writing”

Does race have anything to do with genre writing?

Yes. Ok, now that I’ve said that… I’m not sure where to go next. I’ve been watching what’s going on in our nation, and I felt typing up a normal blog entry would be kinda pointless right now. There’s big things going on. Important things. And while I’m still writing and submitting my fiction, theContinue reading “Does race have anything to do with genre writing?”

Festival of Stories

Stories are coming. Festivals of stories. My wife has this thing. She’ll look at any given story I write, and sometimes she’ll say, “That’s a you story.” And it usually has to do with… well, stories. See, I like writing stories about stories. You can probably blame Neil Gaiman and Sandman for that, really. OrContinue reading “Festival of Stories”