Ever try lifting a glass to get the last chunk of shake to slide into your gob, and it just won’t dislodge from the bottom of the cup? And so you shake the cup, hoping for a delicious bite of ice cream and chocolate goodness. Nothing happens. You shake the cup again.

And then an avalanche of all that is delicious in the world smashes you in the face and yes it is in your mouth and up your nose and streaming from your eyes and it’s so good but now you can’t breathe and then your family is laughing at you and

OK, maybe that was a little more than you needed to know about my childhood.

But I bet you can identify with that whole big chunk o’ goodness smashing into your face. Maybe it wasn’t a shake for you. Maybe it was a smoothie. Maybe it was curry. I don’t know how curry works. We don’t have it often here.

Anyway, my publishing has sort of taken on that aspect in the last couple weeks.

Continue reading “GLUT!”

A Celebration of Storytelling

Dance with a story.

Crash-land on a desolate planet with a madman.

Beware people at country fairs asking for your story.

Investigate the murder of a story.

This is the gathering. This is the celebration of stories.

Today is the first day you can preorder the ebook of A Celebration of Storytelling, an anthology of stories about celebrations. The book will also be available in physical form. If you want to read my writing, this is a great way to do it — I have four stories in it!

Click the link for more info!

(All four of these stories were previously available in other anthologies that had limited print runs and are now out of print.)

Reading the Work in Progress… Again

Before a novel comes out to meet the public, it has to work out a lot. And I mean, a lot.

So, there’s this book of mine coming out May 1. I wrote the novel. I revised it. I destroyed it. I polished it. And then I sent it in to a publisher!

And lo and behold, Dark Owl Press is going to publish it!

But I’m not done yet. The editor at the publisher has sent me back notes on things that need to be worked on. So, here I am, again. Going through the novel. Again. Reading every single line. Again.

And you know what? Can I tell you a little secret?

I’m kinda sick of it. Continue reading “Reading the Work in Progress… Again”

From Proto-novel to Novel

Writing is work.

Many years ago, I sat down to write an epic fantasy. The first words out of my fingers were, “We encamped that night at Garion Dawnsbrook.” In the following months I pumped out a massive tale of epic proportions that culminated in the literal end of that world, but a few survivors making it through to start a new world.

You will never read that novel. Continue reading “From Proto-novel to Novel”