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 →
After publishing The Dark Age of Enya in 2004, a number of readers were kind enough to send me their enthusiastic comments. One fan, Mel Dyer, went so far as to send me an actual Hallmark card. Thanks, Mel! Fan mail is a crucial element to helping me do my job. It not only... Continue Reading →
Just yesterday, I posted an article relating naked shame to the suicide of a young teen, Christian Adamek, who went streaking at his high school football game. Today, another tragedy came to my attention, after a girl at my daughter's birthday party shared a YouTube video about Amanda Todd, a teen who was bullied to... Continue Reading →
Dear Editor, Skyclad Warriors is Avatar meets H.P. Lovecraft meets Homer, a high-fantasy adventure with ancient rivalries, time-traveling historians, naked primitives, and a machine that moves planets, at c. 170,000 words. The back flap might go something like this: To escape the slums of Hedonia, Thelana climbs into the pyramid temple of Sargonus to steal the... Continue Reading →
Walter White is holding a gun to my head and forcing me to write this article. He wants me to justify his story, so that people will understand why he had to do all the awful things he did. At least, that is how I am feeling right now, after watching the finale of Breaking... Continue Reading →
Pizza isn't easy . . . Many of you who frequent my blog know that my other, er . . . profession, is that of restaurant manager, which continues to be a huge roadblock to my writing career. When I was born, my father looked at me like a queen bee and planned out my entire... Continue Reading →
Everyone has a moment in their lives that they just can't forget. For me, it's about grammar. Now I am not talking about first kisses or umbilical cords here, but the little things that keep us awake at night, things we wish we could have said to defend our egos. We can all remember a cruel... Continue Reading →
I must apologize for the lack of content. My efforts are being directed toward my novel, The Princess of Aenya, about which I am feeling very positive. With each new book (PoA is my fourth), the writing process becomes less laborious, so I can focus more on story and character. To commemorate the start of this... Continue Reading →
Dear Editor, Ages of Aenya is ‘Naked and Afraid’ meets Homer meets Robert Heinlein, and the first in the fantasy genre to explore environmentalist themes from a true naturist’s perspective at c. 170,000 words. The back flap might go something like this: Discover a world shaped by cataclysm, with two moons and one Sea, where night... Continue Reading →
After 14 years, I am ready to work on something entirely new. Although my current novel, Ages of Aenya, was started in 2006 and written from scratch, the characters and the basic outline originated from The Dark Age of Enya. As you can imagine, fourteen years is a terribly long time to wait for a... Continue Reading →
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