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Aug 27

Another Year, Another Dragon*Con

Posted on Monday, August 27, 2012 in Ramblings

Yep. It’s that time of the year again, when tens of thousands of people descend on downtown Atlanta and indulge themselves in a celebration of things that most people looked down on when I was growing up: comic books, superheroes, science fiction, fantasy, RPGs, cosplay, and games. This is my element, folks, and I love it. Dragon*Con marks the beginning of my favorite time of year - the months of September through November - and I can’t think of a better way to ring it in.

Admittedly though, after last year I was a little bit ambivalent about Dragon*Con this year.

Until this morning when I sat down to write this little tribute to it….

You see, last year I had a little trouble with Dragon*Con - something that, unless they were blowing smoke up my ass, other people also had a problem with. And that, ladies and gentlemen, was simply the AMOUNT of people who are showing up to my favorite party. The number is nearing 100,000, and last year I could feel it. Every time I went to go find food or drink that was better than the foil-wrapped burgers and hot dogs the Hilton provided, the path was blocked by literally thousands of people. Many of them were the “face of Dragon*Con” - the costumed cavorters who spend the day giving photo ops, and spend the night drinking flavored vodka out of plastic cups.

I’m thankful for those people in a way, because they have contributed significantly to the pop culture legitimacy our particular subculture can now claim. But when I’m trying to go pee, the last thing I want is to have to push my way through a cadre of Starhip Troopers posing with styrofoam Poke-creatures. They need to get the fuck out of my way.

Also, there’s the noise. I am not an introvert by any stretch of the imagination, and I LOVE crowds. But days and days of shouting to be heard gets old. And I get hoarse. And I don’t like having to say HUH so much.

So yeah. Ambivalence.

But this weekend, as the number of hours until Dragon*Con begins (it begins for me the minute my best buddy Jay Elgin’s plane lands at the airport tomorrow night and only escalates from there) slipped into single digits, I started getting really, really, really, really excited. And I realized as I started writing this that the reason I’m excited is not because of all the gaming and partying and people-watching I’m about to engage in. It’s because of all the people I’m going to be seeing and hanging out with. For instance, I haven’t seen Jay in almost a year. And there’s others - I’m not gonna list any other than Jay because the list is looooong and I don’t want to leave out anyone - but they’re coming, and I’ll see them, and it’ll be like we just saw each other yesterday. (And yeah, Jeff and Ken, I know we did just see each other yesterday.)

If you’re coming to Dragon*Con, come see me. I’ll be the one with no costume other than a big, fat grin.

Jun 9

A Strange and Beautiful Book

Posted on Saturday, June 9, 2012 in Featured Friends of Will, Reviews, Writing and Writers

I hear people deride Twitter all the time, and I can see their point: What kind of communication can you get done in 140-character sound bites, going out and coming in at you sometimes 10 or 20 per minute? And what do such minute bits of communication mean for our overall ability as humans to convey ideas of complexity and intricacy?

Well, I’ll leave those questions right here, unanswered, because I don’t know the answers. What I do know is that Twitter can be infuriating, tiresome, and inane, but it can also - if you open yourself up to the community it creates - introduce you to things of beauty and substance that you might otherwise miss.

I’ve never met Ben Rubin, who goes by the Twitter moniker of @ghostofthemoon, but as I grew my Twitter community of fellow poets and writers and artists, I came across him, and took special note of the iconography on his Twitter page. Something about it intrigued me.

Now, I have to admit that there’s a lot of noise on Twitter - noise which may be its eventual downfall - and sometimes it’s hard to rise above that noise. Over the weeks after I followed Ben, however, his posts came to the fore for me, and I began to take special notice of him and what he had to say. This drove me to his site, sort of like I hope that my posts on Twitter might have driven YOU here.

And once I was at his site, I was so struck by the book he was offering that I had to have it. And once I had it, I was happy - happy that such a strange thing of beauty could exist in our world of instant information and gratification, happy that I’d taken the initiate to find such a work, and happy that I had found it through such a supposedly unlikely path.

When Comes What Darkly Thieves is a picture book fairy tale, and Ben Rubin is foremost an artist who excels in collage and photography. What makes this entry into literature and art so masterful is that he has established a pervasive mood, which he never deviates from and which never leaves you as the reader (and inadvertant protagonist of the story, since it’s in second person) dissatisfied.

When you see the images (and many of them are readily available on Rubin’s site at http://buttondownbird.com/), you’ll see what I mean. They are a strange mix of chaotic and ordered, exotic and mundane, nightmarish and beautiful, alien and comforting. And while I wouldn’t have made some of the grammar or punctuation choices Ben made in the adjoining tale - which is a surreal mini-adventure involving blind Gypsies, magical moonbeams, swingsets, and lumps in the carpet - it blends fantastically well with the images, which ARE the chief draw here, the main thing that I believe you should be paying attention to.

As an avid reader of WORDS, I don’t have a lot of picture-centric books on my shelves. But I assure that right now, When Comes What Darkly Thieves is there alongside all the other books in my collections, and I will display it proudly, for I think it’s quite a find. And I think the way I found it speaks volumes about how we conduct ourselves in the 21st century - how we go about finding things both beautiful and ugly, assuring and disturbing, humorous and not.

I also think that in Ben Rubin, I found a fellow artist that I’ll be happy to follow (on Twitter and otherwise) for a long time.

You can find When Comes What Darkly Thieves via the Button-down Bird web site in an e-book format, and perhaps hardcover. If you can find a hardcover copy, I recommend it, even in this age of electronics.

Apr 20

Jordan*Con 2012

Posted on Friday, April 20, 2012 in Explanations and Excuses, Writing and Writers

I’ve been so busy this week preparing for this weekend that I haven’t found the time to post. But now I’m just sitting around waiting for my mom and my aunt to show up (they’re taking the kids this weekend for me), and I have a few minutes. So what the heck, I’ll make a quick post and tell you what I’m up to.

I’m going to Jordan*Con.

It’s a local con dedicated to the memory of fantasy writer Robert Jordan, whose Wheel of Time series is one of the most beloved franchises in recent fantasy history. Had he not bogged down his novels with repetition and unwieldy narrative around book 4 or so, and had he not… died… well, he’d likely be right up there with George R.R. Martin. We might be watching The Wheel of Time on HBO, along with Game of Thrones.

At Jordan*Con, I’ve been invited to do three writer panels - one on independent publishing, one on the advent of e-books, and one on self-marketing. If you know me, then you know I have a lot to say on all three subjects.

Aha! That’s the doorbell. They’re here.

Oct 13

Walking Dead vs. Game of Thrones

Posted on Thursday, October 13, 2011 in Explanations and Excuses, Ramblings, Reviews

The past year was a perpetual hard-on for me as far as potential TV shows were concerned.

I’ve been reading Robert Kirkman and Charlie Adlard’s Walking Dead comic since some issue in the mid 30s - in other words, for about five or six years. I played catch-up reading the trade paperbacks, and being the collector I am, I’ve started seeking out and scooping up all the back issues I missed.

I’ve also been reading George R.R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series for just about as long, impressed with the power of his “low fantasy” vision, the intricacies of the enormous plot, the depth and development of the characters. Plus, all the sex and violence are cool.

Imagine how giddy I was then, knowing that BOTH of these incredible stories would be adapted to the small screen, the first on AMC and the second on HBO - two networks that have blown me away in the past with original series which were NOT, in fact, adapted from material that I was already familiar with and in love with. Can you say Six Feet Under, Deadwood, and Breaking Bad?

Well, the first season of both have come and gone, and now the second season of Walking Dead looms before us. I am absolutely thrilled that Walking Dead starts again on Sunday, and you can bet I’ll be parked in front of the television with a beer in hand, ready to get my zombie scare on.

But I have to admit - Walking Dead has disappointed me. And if a certain thing doesn’t happen within the first couple of episodes of this season, AMC and the producers of the Walking Dead may lose me for a while, until they get back on track. Kirkman and Adlard won’t lose me buying the genius comic book, but, well, I’m a stickler for at least TRYING to stick to the source material, and in that regard, Game of Thrones gets an A- and Walking Dead gets a big, fat D.

SPOILER ALERT FROM HERE ON.

Now, I understand the difficulties in adapting a large work to the screen. In work that’s worthy of adaptation, there’s bound to be a lot of details that don’t translate well, or distract from the gist of what’s going on, or are so elaborate that they’re practically unfilmable. There are parts of The Greatest Adaptation Of All Time, AKA The Lord of the Rings trilogy, which were changed or left out altogether. Glorfindel and Arwen are NOT interchangeable. And who’s Tom Bombadil? Oh. Yeah. Him. As another example, think about how many decades of comic books Marvel and Walt Disney have truncated into roughly seven films as they adapt The Avengers, Iron Man, Captain America, Hulk, and Thor to the big screen.

HBO’s Game of Thrones did that… a little. But if you read the book from which the television series came, you’ll agree with me - not a whole lot was left out.

Walking Dead didn’t leave out a lot either. What they did, though, was even more egregious. You leave stuff out because it’s difficult to adapt. But why would you ADD stuff?

I know, I know - maybe they needed to flesh out a few things. In fact, Kirkman vowed while writing Walking Dead that he would never use the old comic book devices of the “thought balloon” and the “caption.” So whenever there’s a need for exposition, he does it through Adlard’s expressive art or through dialogue. Perhaps to get certain points across, the writers and producers of Walking Dead felt the need to “stretch things out”. And I’m okay with that to certain extent.

But the characters of T-Dog, Daryl, Jacqui, and Merle were unnecessary and superfluous. And the whole triangle between T-Dog, Daryl, and Merle just seemed so contrived to me - was it a commentary on race and racism, perhaps? I don’t know. It bothered me. It wasn’t in the comic book - THEY weren’t in the comic book, and I didn’t see the need for them in the TV show. Even so, I’m willing to forgive even that - it might have been bothersome and unnecessary, but there were some great moments in that particular story arc, however extraneous. And I’m still left wondering where the hell Merle is.

Go one step further and there’s the fourth episode, Vatos, in which the survivors encounter another group of survivors who are holed up in a nursing home in Atlanta. I can forgive THAT episode as well, chiefly because Kirkman himself wrote it - and he did promise there would be some nice surprises for those of us who “knew everything” already.

More unforgiveable was the last episode of season one - something that series developer Frank Darabont and the writers seemed to just pull out of their collective asses. You see, the comic book is approaching issue 90 as we speak, AND ROBERT KIRKMAN STILL HAS NOT GIVEN US EVEN THE SLIGHTEST CLUE AS TO WHAT CAUSED THE ZOMBIE OUTBREAK. We don’t know if it’s viral, if it’s manmade, if it’s Biblical.

And granted, in the television show, we don’t know any of that either. The difference is that in the comic, the survivors never went to the CDC or ever got to Washington D.C. - two goals that they sort of toyed with but got diverted from. So in the comic, we don’t know if ANYBODY knows what happened, or how. It’s all about just surviving it, whatever the cause.

In the last episode of the first season, the survivors made it into Atlanta and visited the CDC, and the producers shot a great big wad that they could have held onto for a long, long time. The characters went in, they found a CDC scientist who told them what he knew (which wasn’t much), and then the season ended explosively when the CDC’s defense mechanisms blew the entire complex to hell. So much potential for intrigue and guesswork and mystery, gone.

I THINK the writers and producers “went there” before they were absolutely sure the show would get picked up for a second season. I want to believe that. I want to believe that they were thinking in terms of giving viewers closure, should the show not make it past the first experiment. If I hold onto that, even if it’s not true, maybe even then I can forgive Walking Dead for diverging SO MUCH from the source material, so MANY times.

I cannot, however, forgive the fact that Shane is still alive.

You see, the season finale SHOULD have been the story arc wherein the titular character, Rick Grimes, gets confronted by his best friend, Shane, and finds out that Shane is over the edge, and pretty much as dangerous and deadly as the zombies in the next valley. In the comic - at the very end of the first trade paperback in fact - Shane ends up getting killed, and it tears Rick apart in so many ways. And it’s fucking brilliant.

In the TV show, we know that Shane is dangerous. We know a confrontation is coming. But it hasn’t yet, and the way the show has handled his continued existence makes me wonder if his demise will EVER happen, and if it does, whether or not it will be as powerful as it was in the comic book.

There are, of course, all sorts of defenses that AMC, Darabont, Kirkman, and the rest of them can put forth to defend Shane’s “extra life.”

“We didn’t feel Shane had reached his full potential.”

“Jon Bernthal (the actor who playes Shane) turned out to be too popular with viewers.”

“We couldn’t fit it in, because we had so much other material to cover.”

That last reason is bullshit, for the reasons I’ve already cited: leave that extra stuff out and give me Shane getting his brains blown out, please.

The other possible reasons, I will answer in two words, which will sum up once and for all why I am more satisfied with the HBO adaptation of Game of Thrones than I am the AMC adaptation of Walking Dead. Shane’s continued existence is unforgiveable, the reasons for said continuation are null and void, because…

Eddard Stark.

Aug 16

Update On The Short Stories/(Sales Pitch?)

Posted on Tuesday, August 16, 2011 in Short Stories and Poems, Writing and Writers

“There are three things you can buy for a dollar: a lottery ticket, a taco, and these stories. Two of the three are a sure bet, but only one of those two won’t leave stains on your pants.”

That’s what one reviewer said about ‘The Giant’ and ‘The Littlest Goblin’, the two short stories I currently have available on Kindle, Nook, iPad, and just about every other e-reader you can imagine. Despite such “ringing” praise, the reviewer only gave me 4 out of 5 stars. You see, he had some quibbles with the stories: with ‘The Littlest Goblin’, he demanded that I write more, to flesh out the tiny fantasy world I created as back story for my (I believe) otherwise straightforward morality tale.

With ‘The Giant’ he claims I blasphemed against God.

And maybe he’s right on both counts. Even before the reviewer and a couple of other friends of mine asked for more stories of little Emys and her Goblin friends, I’d outlined another story set in the same world, with Emys once again challenged, this time by a rival modeled after U.S. Speaker of the House John Boehner. (Guess who wins and who’s the dick.) Emys had already interested me as a continuing protagonist, so I’m okay with the reviewer’s quibble with that story. There will be more Emys some day.

I’m also okay with his quibble regarding ’The Giant’, mostly because of the other thing he said in the review: he said that I made him think.

As I read it - as well as the other reviews of the stories - and as I’ve also sat and spoken with my friends who’d bought and read them, I’ve become really, really happy with the amount of thought everyone is giving to the stories’ meanings, their themes, and their messages. Sure, I want to sell a lot of downloads, mostly to make up the expense of having them thoroughly edited. But I want more than that.

I realize now that what I want - what I really, truly want -  is to get into people’s hearts and minds and make them either think, weep, laugh, or… demand my head on a stake. I want to entertain them as well as challenge them, to inspire them as well as give them a few hours of distraction. I see the reviews and I talk about the stories with people who’ve read them and I realize that, in a small, simple, humble-were-it-possible-for-me-to-be-humble way, I’ve done just that.

These stories are by no means masterpieces. They’re short, simple, and unassuming. And yet I’ve affected a small portion of the world with them, ever so slightly. It is both encouraging and awe-inspiring to think that I could do that. It is also frustrating to know that I have not been allowed to do it on this scale ever before.

In the near future, I intend to publish another, larger set of short stories, for .99 cents just like these, and I’m also looking into publishing a novel. I want to broaden the satisfying experience these stories have given me, and I think that’s by far the best way to do it.

If you’re interested in trying these simple stories on for size, check them out at the following places.

Amazon Kindle

Barnes & Noble Nook

Apple iBook/iPad/iPod

Diesel eBooks (for generic readers)

For PDF and Plain Text readers

May 10

About The Two Short Stories


Recently, I published a small e-book: two short stories packaged back-to-back for the low, low price of $0.99. Already I’ve had a small but respectable trickle of sales, which isn’t so bad for a guy just beginning to make forays into the world of online publishing. Not so bad for a guy who’s had to do all or most of his marketing all by himself.

Consider this little write up to be more of that: me, basically asking you to consider the purchase of my stories. And if you’re one of those whose already downloaded the stories (Thank you!), then this is me asking you to give me a review on Amazon.com. Or at least LIKE the stories using the LIKE button there. LIKES and reviews (and sales) usually mean that the stories will show up higher in the online “catalog”, making it more likely that someone untouched by my marketing efforts will see the stories and possibly make a purchase. There’s a snowball effect, basically.

Now I’d be remiss, as well as a poor salesman, if my entire pitch was “please buy my shit.” So let me tell you a little bit about the stories, without giving away too much.

Both stories are what you’d call genre pieces, which sometimes means they’d fall into the realm of pulpy, fun-for-the-moment-but-not -really-memorable one-offs. Eye candy, as it were. Thing is, genre fiction often isn’t so shallow - and neither are these two stories.

“The Giant” is a science fiction story, previously published in a magazine called Lynx Eye back in 2005. It starts with a premise familiar to a lot of science fiction readers - the crew of an orbital shuttle finds something remarkable on the other side of the moon. Thing is, the captain of the ship has baggage that seriously affects his or her reaction to the discovery. And what the crew discovers, well….

You’ll notice that I referred to the captain in both genders. That’s because of the approach I took to the story: the captain could be anybody, because the captain is you. Just get it and read it and you’ll understand.

On the surface, “The Littlest Goblin” reads like a fun, farcical romp through a typical fantasy world, where the goblins live underground and the elves live in a  faraway magical forest. The goblins are gearing up for an assault on the elven kingdom so that they can steal a powerful artifact. Enter Emys, a precocious little girl goblin, who questions her brutish dad’s motives and the goblins’ overall approach toward the elves.

When I was writing it years ago, the War in Iraq was ramping up, and I think a little bit of my feelings toward the U.S. government at that time leaked into the story. Consequently, ”The Littlest Goblin” is somewhat of a political allegory. It’s also a morality tale.

Oh, and it’s also a fun, farcical romp through a fantasy world full of elves and goblins.

The stories will only be available online, as far I know. Right now you can buy them in the Amazon Kindle Store, or at Smashwords.com. At Smashwords, you’ll see a variety of different formats to download. If you have a Nook or iPad, you should download the Epub version. In the coming days, once I get an ISBN in place for the stories, they’ll appear directly on the ebook sites for Sony, Barnes & Noble, and Apple iBooks. The material you get will be the same. The only difference is that you can review and rate the stories, just like you now can on Amazon. I’ll probably post again here when that happens.

So there you go. Some fruits of my labor. I hope you enjoy reading them as much I did creating them and making them available to you. One last thing before I sign off: the cover illustrations (above) for the stories were drawn by my friend Jason Snape. He’d appreciate your purchase as well, and if you need something similar for your book or CD or movie poster, I hope you consider him for the task. He’s up to it.

Nov 11

Novel Podcast On Hiatus

Posted on Thursday, November 11, 2010 in A War Between States, Explanations and Excuses

Almost TWO MONTHS!!!!

That’s how long it’s been since I posted a podcast of my Southern Gothic black comedy A War Between States. You know why that is?

Because I haven’t written any more of it. What you’ve seen, if you’ve been looking, is all there is. All. By the way, if you haven’t been paying attention, or you’re new to my site, then you can find what there is of the novel here.

Now, this is not to say that I’ve given up on the book, or that I haven’t been writing. Au contraire. Instead, what it means is that I’ve been busy with projects which I am simply more passionate about, and which could prove more profitable. And not just monetarily, but in satisfaction as a writer - I don’t believe that dollars necessarily translate directly into success.

For instance, I have FINALLY finished a last round of edits on my novel Hood, which is now titled The Talented Boys. It’s currently finding some qualified success in agent/editor circles, and I am eager to push it further, in case the places it currently resides don’t work out. I’m jaded enough not to get too excited by the successes I’ve had, which means I’m busy, busy, busy shopping it around. If you’re an agent or editor looking for an over-the-top “urban horror fantasy” then be on the lookout for my query letter. It’s coming.

Oh, and if you’re one of my 20 or so friends whom I’ve let read the novel, then please keep enjoying it, and know that I am eagerly awaiting your feedback.

Next, I let my daughter, who is eight years old, read for the very first time something that I wrote. Even though she’s only eight, she’s reading the fourth book in the Harry Potter series, and she gets it. She groks/kens/understands it very well. So I figured she could handle what my writers’ circle from years ago dubbed my “Wolf Story”. It’s fantasy, it doesn’t have a lot of adult situations in it, and it’s relatively short. Forty-eight pages. Thing is, it’s Part One of a novella I started a while back that I think is quite good. So, now that she’s read this first part, I’m ready to finish the whole piece. I WAS about two thirds finished with Part Two, and now there are wolves nipping at me, pushing me to move forward.

Finally, I’ve started my next book. I’ve spent long enough with The Talented Boys, and for good or for ill, it’s time to move on.

As far as A War Between States is concerned, I’m not finished with it. But when I sit and write fiction nowadays, it’s technically fourth in priority, behind the wolves, the new book, and the handful of short story ideas that are swimming in my head. But I have worked on it some, and I will continue to do so. You MAY see a new chapter by the end of the year. Maybe more.

I’m sorry if you were even remotely interested in War, and I promise to give you more. This is just a quick note to ask for your patience, and explain why I’m asking….

Thanks.

Oct 27

A Place of Power

Posted on Wednesday, October 27, 2010 in Featured Friends of Will, Ramblings, Writing and Writers

All over the world, there are places that - for certain people - are simply magical. And I’m not talking about places like Mecca, or Ground Zero, or the Taj Mahal. Sure, those places are places of power, but EVERYBODY recognizes the magic or power or holiness contained there. I’m talking about places that only a few people, who share a common experience or common passion, recognize. Something about the intimacy of that recognition makes this type of place even more special, and only special to a select few.

Last weekend I visited such a place.

If you’re unfamiliar with The Dark Tower series by Stephen King, then when you’re walking down 2nd Avenue in New York City and you pass the intersection of 2nd and 46th Street, you probably don’t even blink. To the unknowing eye, it looks like countless other intersections in Manhattan. But to me and a few other people in the world, we know that in the building located in the northeast corner of the intersection - 2 Hammerskjold Plaza - there is a certain Rose. And across the street, in the little park located there, there is a statue of a turtle - a turtle whose “thought is slow but always kind. He holds us all within his mind.”

When I was a kid, I plowed through Stephen King’s novels like candy. He, J.R.R. Tolkien, Mark Twain, and Flannery O’Connor were my heroes. When I started writing, I wrote like him  - as much as a teenager can emulate greatness.

And then, right about the time I started college and he published Tommyknockers, I abandoned Stephen King. Something about the books he wrote from then up until the publication of Wizard and Glass in 1997 just didn’t appeal to me. Even now - as I defend him to anyone who challenges his power and impact as a writer - I still reserve the caveat that I don’t like the things he produced for that 10 year period of his career. In fact, I despise Gerald’s Game. Not as much as I despise The Da Vinci Code or fucking Silas Marner. But still….

When Wizard and Glass, which is Book Four of The Dark Tower, was published, I hadn’t read any of the series, which he claims is his magnum opus. I have now. I’ve read all of it, all the way through books One through Seven. I’ve read them multiple times. I will say with no hesitation that The Dark Tower deserves a place on every fantasy reader’s shelf right alongside Tolkien, Zelazney, and le Guin. I am not ashamed to say that Stephen King has returned as a major influence in my life and my career as a writer.

The Rose is fictional. It doesn’t really exist inside of 2 Hammerskjold Plaza. There is no statue of a turtle in the park across the street. But that doesn’t mean that when I passed through the intersection there that I didn’t hear a quiet thrum of power coursing through the air, and that I didn’t feel a certain unquantifiable elation.

Because I did.

Nov 13

Excitement! (Excuses?)

Posted on Friday, November 13, 2009 in Explanations and Excuses, Writing and Writers

Busy Busy Busy

Busy Busy Busy

I gotta post something, right? I gotta keep fresh material coming at you or else you’ll go elsewhere for your thrice weekly dose of “cussin’” and poetry and drunken diatribes. So here’s a post - and this one’s just a sort of update on something really cool that’s happening in Kenyon world.

You don’t know this (well, some of you do), but I’ve written 2 novels and 2 pieces of 2 more. One novel - King of Karma - though it has good parts in it, is on the whole unpublishable - a learning experience from years back. Another novel - San Guillermo - is complete, but it’s part of a growing narrative that I’ll work on, I promise, once I publish a “standalone”. You guys are reading and listening to one of the unfinished novels - A War Between States, which by the way I should have another installent of next week.

Which brings us to the unfinished work with the working title Hood. Right now, I’m exactly 6 chapters away from finishing Hood, and so you gotta understand: finishing that book, which has taken me 4 years to write (having kids slowed me down, plus I sort of got “lost” in it for a while), is PRIORITY NUMBER ONE. I like what I’m doing with this site, but if I don’t finish this novel - whether I get it published or not - I don’t think I’ll ever be able to write a novel again. And that would be a blow to me as a writer.

So bear with me. There’s still a lot of material out there for me to present to you - it’s just gonna come in dribs and drabs over the next 2 or 3 weeks while I burn up the final pages of this book.

And if you wanna read the book after it’s finished, that can be arranged.

Oh, and if you’re an agent or publisher and you’re interested in an “Urban Horror Fantasy” and you like what you see at this site and think my style might translate well to that sort of thing, drop me a line.

Heh.