Seeds of Destruction: My Garden, the Final Resting Place
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. . . . I will show you fear in a handful of dust. ― T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land What the friggin’ hell? I just planted […]
“You Be You!”: Letting My Characters Do What They Want, for the Most Part
Why do I let them do this? Because it’s better than sitting there with a raging case of writer’s block, that’s why. Have you ever tried to reason with a 2-year-old? It doesn’t usually work out in your favor, does it? It’s frustrating and ultimately exhausting. Well, I find sometimes that dealing with characters you’ve […]
Why I Don’t Write Horror
Toe-curling tales of the macabre will not spring from these keyboard-loving fingertips any time soon. It’s a shocking statement, perhaps, to most anyone who knows me, especially childhood friends who’d ever visited my house and stared, slack-jawed, at the Freddy Krueger posters and Fangoria pull-outs plastering the walls and ceiling of my room (ignore, for […]
“I feel a presence . . . and it’s mine.”
Being a writer these days entails much more than simply (yes, some of my fellow writers will rightfully scoff at the word “simply”) sitting at one’s computer keyboard at 2 a.m., wearing fuzzy Snoopy pants and an old “I Survived the Mayan Apocalypse of 2012” t-shirt, stuffing Sour Patch Kids in your face and just […]
