Novels
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It all started with Mary Poppins. Actually, that’s not entirely true. Put a pin in that. We’ll be back around. My dad was a librarian. More than that, he was librarian whose real passion (other than books) was Existentialism, notably Jean Paul Sartre. But it’s hard to pay the bills with philosophy so he got…
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You know what I love more than discovering new authors with diverse voices? Pretty much nothing. That’s why it’s such a delight for me to be a stop on the blog tour for Will of Hope. Elle Carlton hasn’t seen light in nearly eight years…until now. When faced with the chance to find Kaleb, her…
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My dad was always one of the biggest supporters of my writing. A librarian and dedicated student of existentialist philosophy to the bitter end, he read pretty much everything I ever wrote. He always encouraged me to keep writing, keep working on my craft, and more importantly to believe in my passion. Trust me. This…
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It was a pretty typical Saturday morning writing group–some writing, some socializing, some knocking ideas around. In discussing how some town names are more common than others, a story idea was born. Well, less an idea and more of a seed. A McGuffin. And when it was suggested that I write that story, sooner rather…
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Well, it’s the end of the year again, and you know what that means. Yep. Buckle up, me hearties! It’s time for yet another look back at the year that was and some hints about the year to come. On a personal front, my daughter got married in August, meaning I got to wear a…
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“Shit. That’s not a job. That’s a hustle!” I love writing dialogue. It is, arguably, one of the the more finely honed skills in my writer’s tool box. Being able to bring characters to life with natural, unforced conversations, just makes me happy. The trick is to listen. It’s that simple. It’s that difficult. We’re social…
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It’s a multi-billion dollar industry in a country that would rather look away–an insidious crime so horrible that authorities are powerless, or unwilling, to stop it. Not even Cobalt City, the bright, cosmopolitan center of the superhero world, is safe from human trafficking and sexual slavery. For heroes used to dealing with madmen and megalomaniacs, the decentralized nature of…
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It came to my attention earlier this week that this marks my 10th year doing the annual madness that is National Novel Writing Month. I suppose that it’s only natural that I’ve kind of come full circle in a way. My first NaNo novel turned into Greetings from Buena Rosa. The impulse to write that…
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Some cities just get under my skin. After a while, it’s a compulsion that drives me to want to go back, be it Portland or Santa Fe or New Orleans. Or Cobalt City. Cobalt City made it’s debut ten years ago in the novel Cobalt City Blues. It was my first novel, written for myself…
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Looking back, it’s been a while since my last post. A lot has changed. Some has even changed and changed back. Some of that will be addressed in a separate post as I’d rather not dilute it. My daughter got married a month ago. The wedding took me to St. Louis for the first time…
Tales from the Ragged Edge 