… and now I’m supposed to promote it. That would not be problem at all for someone who knows a thing or two about marketing, or who is bursting with the confidence that they’ve written a timeless classic/bestseller. Unfortunately, I’m neither. Continue reading So I Wrote This Book…
There are as a many story recipes as there are storymakers and each has its very own charm. However, the basic ingredients of a story tend to be the same across personal variations so what we have here is the basic recipe. It’s up to you what you add or don’t add to it and how you decorate it should you choose to decorate at all. Enjoy! Continue reading Homemade Story Recipe
If there’s anything that can put me off writing, it’s endings. I never imagined completing a story in a way that is plausible, logical, moving, satisfying, hopefully a little surprising, and memorable could be so difficult. Continue reading The Importance of a Good Ending
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before but I like complaining. Yeah, I know, a lot of people like complaining and I think I know why: it’s kind of therapeutic. When you can’t change something (with the minimum effort), you sit back and start complaining about it, and eventually feel better. It’s bizarre, yes. My latest complaining target is the first draft of what I’d call “my second novel” if only “my second novel” didn’t sound so professional-writery. Continue reading The Perils of First Drafts
…or why there are things we simply are not cut out for and it’s smart to stay away from them and focus on what we do well. Continue reading The Man Who Once Made Soup
What you see above is what the cover of The Lamiastriga would have been had I continued with my initial plan to self-publish it. I’ve never been very good at explaining anything to anyone but my concept for the book was simple enough to articulate without leaving any space for doubt: just the title and nothing else. Continue reading Covers, Covers Everywhere. Also Torsos.
A friend — a professional editor and proofreader — offered the other day to edit a bunch of short stories I’ve decided to publish as a collection. For free because she’s weird. Leaving the weirdness aside, however, she said something that struck a sensitive spot. Continue reading Salt of the Earth