Okay, Kindle-owners (and app-users)... My urban fantasy eNovel is now free! Go get it! If you read it and don't like it, I will give you your money back, but only if you get it this weekend! Where else will you find a history-bending adventure in which the hero has MS, hangs out with a whistling pixie, and can compare Jesus Christ and Adolf Hitler and make sense? This is NOT satire. It's a story of the battle for our souls, with plenty of fighting, some humour, and warning about all those security cameras you see around you.
Now, before the fantasists get their jodhpurs in a knot, I want to put forth a theory to explain technological advancements, and why some civilizations don't have them, especially in fantasy literature.
As a Canadian writer of stories of a speculative nature, including science fiction, fantasy, and horror, it has been one of my goals/dreams to have a story appear in Tesseracts, the annual Canadian Spec Fic collection.
We delve into our own souls and the world around us to find depth and meaning which will give our characters and tales life and spark the imaginations of our readers
Leon slammed the spade’s blade into the dirt cellar floor. “Hack my Facebook account will she? Bitch! No wonder Dad ran off with the babysitter-slash-cheerleader when I was ten.”
So, now I'm writing a novel that I am giddily excited about. Me, a 52-year-old grandfather is writing a fantasy novel for teenaged girls, because I think they are the ones who will best appreciate the characters and their tale of life and excitement. Wish me luck.
If your stories suck, don't stop writing, just stop showing your work to other people until you think it's ready.
t has been a busy 12 months for my suddenly-alive short story writing and I thought I'd quickly toss up the covers of the projects done and the ones scheduled before the end of 2012. Let's start with the Photoshopped writer's shelf.