My copy looks nowhere near this coolIf I had a magic portal to visit any world in the fantasy genre; we can call this the "Fantastica Gate", I'd be sure to steer clear of Westeros or any of the outlying kingdoms in George R.R. Martin's Song of Ice and Fire. I'm bound to get raped,... Continue Reading →
DISCLAIMER: So as not to incur the wrath of the Mass Effect 3 people who keep visiting my literary blog for some reason, I need to make a few points clear: I don't want any comments stating that I am comparing apples to oranges. Yes, the mediums are different, but I can still compare the two... Continue Reading →
I have been focusing on the final stretch of my book lately, the third and final edit of Ages of Aenya, which I hope to have completed by the middle of May. I cannot promise anything though, since I have young children and a restaurant. Whenever my two or eight year old gets the flu,... Continue Reading →
Wait. What? How can you be reviewing "The Dark Age of Enya"? Aren't you the author? Yes, I am. But I am not going to be reviewing it. What I am going to do is post the two official reviews from 2004. The first is the most infamous, the one I have mentioned many a... Continue Reading →
Something is definitely going on here!I love DeviantArt. For those unfamiliar with the site, DeviantArt is the Facebook for visual artists. With the click of a mouse, you can browse between artists from around the globe, from a German painter to an Australian graphic designer. It is probably one of the very best things to... Continue Reading →
To be clear, Neil Gaiman is one of my favorite authors. I count his graphic novel, The Sandman, among the greatest achievements in the medium, and I adore his forays into film, Coraline and Stardust. Gaiman is my kind of writer. Each of his works takes a daring, no-holds barred approach to fantasy, often delving into... Continue Reading →
Xandr as originally envisioned c. 1999 I was recently contacted by Tim Forcer, a writer for H&E Magazine. Back in '04, he was gracious enough to give my novel, The Dark Age of Enya, the thumbs up. Unfortunately, the review did little to boost my career. But talking to him again after so many years got... Continue Reading →
Chapter 3 Fabulous Secrets The way forward was darker than Emma expected, and so she turned back to the brassiere, removed it from the wall, and listening once more for her father, continued on. Centuries-worn masonry hugged her shoulders, leading down another set of steps to a sharp turn. The swinging glow from the brassiere... Continue Reading →
Chapter 2 Through the Gates of the Silver Key The tower rose out of the northeast Wall, a simple cylindrical shape of mossy uneven stones with narrow archery windows. In centuries past, when the city was little more than a castle, it would have defended against an armies’ easterly advance. But now, the tower was... Continue Reading →
Wow. I just put this book down a half hour ago, and I still feel warm and tingly inside. It's one of those rare feelings you get from fiction, an emotion of transcendence, of religious revelation. This is what, I believe, men like Abraham and Moses and Jesus and Mohammed were feeling when they were talking... Continue Reading →
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