I plan to demonstrate the breath of my writing styles and embrace the many different spec-fic subgenres I enjoy—which only makes winnowing down the contenders for my short story collection that much more difficult.
Writers never kill their darlings. We just lock them away…in a dungeon…indefinitely…
Giving grammar short shrift is a surefire way to get shot down.
Despite having written between one and two million words to date, only a handful of them were spent in pursuit of poetry. And whenever I did venture from the comfort zone of fiction, it was typically because a teacher assigned it.
On a very basic level, the creation of a story can be divided into two parts: concept and composition. Without a command of both sides, a writer is bound to fall short of greatness.
One of my earliest college writing assignments involved a little espionage.
The traditional publishing model, if not dying, is being forced to evolve. And while The Way Things Are shift closer to The Way Things Were, many people are celebrating the fact that electronic formats make self-publishing an option for anyone with a tale to tell.
Reading books with dragons on the cover says something about a guy.
I’m not a master poker player by any means, but while reading through the first draft of my latest novel, I couldn’t help but be reminded of Friday night card games from my high school days.
An old man once stopped at a rummage sale I was holding and asked, “Who’s the writer?”