Jason J. McCuiston: The Man, the Myth, the Legend

Jason McCuiston writes stories that will keep you up until tomorrow you will hate today you. But that’s too bad. You need to finish the story. His initials are also pretty nifty.

I’ve gotten to know him a little bit, and he’s a pretty cool guy. We’re into some of the same stuff — writing, fantasy, science fiction, comics — and oddly enough he lives in a city the same name of my city, though in a different state!

On March 1, his next book, The Last Star Warden, Volume 1 will be released from Dark Owl Publishing. Jason was kind enough to answer some questions!

If I were to meet you on the street, would I immediately say, “Now there’s a guy who looks like a deranged writer”?

Deranged, certainly. As for writer, possibly as you are also one. We can sense our own kind, but the vast majority of folks would think I’m simply an aging nerd or jock stuck forever in the fashion of the 1990s.

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The Martian Author continues his reign of terror and bibliophilia…

Welcome back! I still have H. K. Devonshire tied up — I mean, we’re still chatting over coffee. Also, Martian coffee is something else. You should try it sometime.

So, let’s talk about how you create worlds with your words. What’s a typical day look like for you?

Probably not all that different than yours, to be honest. I get up a bit before sunrise and have a cup of coffee while watching the morning break over the crater rim. I check water reclamation and supply for both the ranch and the cattle, then shower. After I’m dressed, it’s a once-over for O2 levels in the dome, then if there hasn’t been a seepage, I’ll have breakfast. Steak and beans is my normal fare, though sometimes just cereal. Finally, after making sure the surface suits have all passed diagnostics and are filled, I go into the puterverse and finish up the morning chores there and check on the news around the system. I get off in about an hour, have another cup of coffee, then start my day. If it’s a writin’ day, I spend it at my desk. I use an external interface so I don’t get distracted. If it’s a research day, I go back into the puterverse. If it’s a ranch day, I suit up and help the hands with the cattle and range. The B&H is a small place – just the crater, three hands, and a couple hundred head of cattle – so I’m not needed much. But I like to get my gloves dirty, so I pitch in, time to time.

After lunch is writin’ time, even if it’s already been a writin’ day. I try to get six hours in on non-writin’ days, and ten on writin’ days. I finish up around dinner an’ we have the family meal. Final checks on atmo, water, commlinks, and make sure suits are chargin’, then off to bed!

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