Not about naval warfare, as you might think.Did I ever mention that I love rabbits? Bar none, they are the cutest animals on the planet. Kittens? Puppies? Hamsters? Not even close. When I was a kid, a friend bought me a pet rabbit as a birthday gift (didn't go over so well with my mom).... Continue Reading →
Dear Editor, Age of Aenya is a trio of interconnected fantasy novellas at c. 170,000 words. City by the Sea: To save her family from starvation, Thelana leaves her homeland in search of civilization. But in Hedonia, she is forced to live as a vagabond, until she is caught stealing the pearl eyes from the idol of... Continue Reading →
History, science, and philosophy are terribly nuanced things. They do not easily conform to our instant information age. You cannot condense the intricate mechanics of ancient civilizations to a soundbite or the myriad ideologies of any one philosopher to a TOP TEN list. You will never read a historical journal with titles like "Five Things... Continue Reading →
Before 2013 ends, I wanted to highlight what posts I feel most proud of for the year.Kurzweil's Future? No thanks . . . : I challenge the assumption that increases in technology will make us happier in the future. While advances in science bring about improvements in our lives, they inevitably create new problems never... Continue Reading →
I am sitting in my wife's H3 in the parking lot of my kid's dance studio. As my nine year old daughter practices tap, I suggest to my mother that I sell the restaurant. Her response is typical, the same it has been for the past twenty years, "What are you going to do when... Continue Reading →
I had this post dated since last year to coincide with Peter Jackson's The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. My intent was to explore people's love for Tolkien and his work, which includes The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, because my job as a writer is to figure out why people enjoy certain stories. Tolkien stands... Continue Reading →
“The world is full of black hearts, but mine is the blackest heart of all. I like the sound of that, don’t you? The alliteration, the poetry. But I will not bore you with names of poets.”Eros sat across the table from a man long rumored to be a monster, not merely a savage, but... Continue Reading →
When there is only the darkness, silence, I am comforted. There is peace in not remembering. But sometimes I go deep into the maelstrom, down into the abyss between realms. That is my dread, whenever exhaustion forces my eyes. It is not a dream. There is an awful clarity to every little thing. I could describe,... Continue Reading →
I am calling all beta readers to help make "The Princess of Aenya" the greatest book it can be. Similar to a video game play tester, a beta reader helps authors as they work, reading chapters and giving feedback. The author can then consider the feedback and make corrections.Sounds nice, you say, but what's in... Continue Reading →
Radia loved to watch the morning creep from beneath the moon, the sunlight washing the dark gray shadows from the mountains. Foothills glittered with places she longed to visit, and as the day continued to spread, the familiar sights of her city emerged, one by one, from the gloom of night. Astride the Compass Tower,... Continue Reading →
The Art of Storytelling 
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