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 →
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 →
I have no evidence to back this up; this is just a theory of mine, just as Orson Scott Card thinks gays are the result of child molesting. But being called gay is no more slanderous than being called straight, though Card will likely take offense to this, as he has either rejected his sexual... Continue Reading →
Do two great tastes taste great together? Is William Shakespeare mixed with Star Wars the literary equivalent of a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup? That is the question I put before myself when I picked up William Shakespeare's Star Wars by Ian Doescher. What immediately comes to mind for most people is who? Or more grammatically, whom?... Continue Reading →
Are you guilty of this? A new literary term is needed. It's something we're all guilty of, but are rarely willing to admit to. We'll make excuses or get all defensive about it, because it makes us look like lazy, illiterate zombies watching Walking Dead. I am guilty of it myself, despite my dedication to... Continue Reading →
That is the final word count for Ages of Aenya, after completing a first draft back in May of 2011 at 156,584 words. As you can see, I've added almost 20,000 words, but cut just as many. A good story requires at least three thorough edits, and this coming after a complete overhaul/rewrite of The Dark Age of Enya;... Continue Reading →
The Art of Storytelling 
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