Roleplaying games, and by that I mean "real" roleplaying games, the kind with dice and paper, can be a powerful resource for any writer of fantasy, a great source of ideas and inspiration. My most recent novel, The Princess of Aenya, was inspired by a one-day 4th edition D&D campaign. In the game, my wife... Continue Reading →
I've been sitting on this post for years. Part of me really didn't want to write it. And as a non-drug user, I felt unqualified. But the story has been nagging at me, ever since a friend told me about his DMT experience. Now, I don't do drugs. Never have. I grew up in the 80's, with the "Just Say... Continue Reading →
Radia Noora, the Princess of AenyaWell, folks, this is it, another year gone at the Writer's Disease. I would like to say this was the year that my dreams came true, that I found a publisher for my work and sold millions, but alas, Fate has yet to smile on me. Like Frodo Baggins, I... Continue Reading →
Whether you're a gamer or a writer, we all need inspiration, and the cinema is a great place to find it. But for me growing up in the eighties, there was a real scarcity of Sci-Fi or fantasy at the theater. Go to the movies today, and there may not be even a single poster... Continue Reading →
Who needs a PS4 when you've got hoop and stick!?! Getting my nephews to play Dungeons & Dragons is like asking them to play 'hoop and stick.' You'd think I was some out of touch grandpa trying to relive the good ol' days, when soda pop cost a nickel and you could watch Mickey Mouse at... Continue Reading →
So the beastmen have taken off with Celine Botissea. They have her on a spit and the fire is roaring. Soon she'll be roasted alive, like a human marshmallow. Her only hope is Juraviel, the wizard, but he is at a loss for what to do. The village is enclosed by tall wooden posts, like... Continue Reading →
Climb up to the roof! What's the worst that could happen? By this point, Dr. Van Richten was begging. "Please, please I don't want to; I'm scared of heights!" But Dr. Van Helsing was insisting, and he was holding the shotgun. Somehow, they needed to learn what was going on in the mansion, and Helsing was not... Continue Reading →
My first D&D book! Once upon a time . . . there lived an elf named Hektor and a half-orc named Lattice. Hektor and Lattice were strolling through the woods when they came upon a group of lizard men. Lightning streaked the sky, and shortly after it began to rain, but the elf and the... Continue Reading →
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