7/31/19 7/31/19

Oh, the Irony!

In my upcoming novel, Of Gilded Flesh, I have a chapter titled “Of Love and Irony,” wherein I write: There lies the irony of Anna’s love: She adores men for their passion of things greater than her. She would be more than happy to be second or even third on a list. Yet, her love always seems to be a question waiting for an answer that never comes.

7/5/19 7/5/19

Never Say Never

It should be no secret how I feel about books within a series. As soon as I see the likes of “Book One of the Ice Dragon Series” or “Troll Hunters #17” in a novel’s title, I quickly move on to something else. The reason for this aversion? There’s a couple, actually:

6/6/19 6/6/19

The Night Was...

Or, Throw Momma From the Train and other pools of writing wisdom.

3/6/19 3/6/19

Minutiae Kills

Ever hear the one about the architect who killed himself because he forgot to include bathrooms in his design?

1/2/19 1/2/19

A Small Press Conundrum

The last publisher to reject me before I made the decision to go independent was McAdam-Cage Publishing, a small press out of San Francisco. Most notably, they published Niffenegger's The Time Traveler's Wife.

12/5/18 12/5/18

Memory of a Blue Heron

I don't know that I'll ever think of myself as a poet. But sometimes inspiration that can only be expressed in verse strikes. A short while back, while hanging pictures with my son, I was struck to compose the following poem.

7/4/18 7/4/18

Of Fiction and Ferrets: Part Three - The Ferret Mystery

Note: Everything in this story is true. Even the part about the ferret peering into my darkened room.

5/31/18 5/31/18

Of Fiction and Ferrets: Part Two - The Flying Ferret

Note: Everything in this story is true. Even the part where the ferret soars over the doctor's head.

5/2/18 5/2/18

Of Fiction and Ferrets: Part One - The Weaseling Writer

I can't speak for every author, of course, but I think it's safe to say that most writers weasel their way into their stories one way or another.

4/8/18 4/8/18

The Power of Art

I've never doubted the effect art can have upon the world, or to each of us individually, especially myself. Whether it's a book that gets me through a gray, gloomy day, or a piece of music that channels my anxieties, art - on more than a few occasions - has gotten me through.