There are lots of reasons an author may write under a pen name. Maybe they want some anonymity or to create some disconnect from family members; perhaps they find themselves exploring controversial ideas and want to avoid confrontation; maybe a bird (or other mystical creature) whispered in their ear or came to them in a dream; Continue Reading
Throwback to August 16, 2007. This was a character perspective piece attached to the character from my first novel. He’s supposed to be a ghost who died and is trying to make sense of his life. Even though it says “he’s a ghost looking back over 47 years” in the opening of the book, no one seemed to pick up on that. Either I suck as a writer or no one looks at writing as literature anymore. Oh well. This didn’t make it into that book, but I thought it might make it into the followup, which is now dead. So here it is in a blog post, a short little character perspective piece…. Continue Reading
I just finished watching the whole series of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine on Netflix. It took me three months to get through all 7 seasons. This blog post isn’t a review of the show but more about what DS9 means in my life.
I first watched DS9 during its original run, watching every episode in weekly syndication, but I hadn’t watched a single episode again since then. Revisiting it has made me nostalgic and helped me to see where a lot of my mores and ways of relating come from. Continue Reading
This is a screenplay I wrote many years ago, now turned into a short novel. It’s a dark detective drama with a female lead character that some have compared to an episode of ‘The X-Files’ or an old movie called ‘The Eyes of Laura Mars’. It’s a bit on the graphic side, especially for those who have read screenplays and learned to visualize this kind of writing in their mind’s eye. R rated or intended for mature audiences! Continue Reading
The Gift. It was a pair of Zuni sun-face earrings. To me they symbolized light and sunshine, a welcome to the Southwest, recognition of an amazing life journey, and friendship. But they weren’t received that way. Instead, they were somehow seen as an attempt to undermine personal safety and pick someone apart. Out of that came an idea for a whole book, or perhaps it might be more accurate to say that I came up with the idea for a new book and then this happened.
I wrote this back in 2010 and posted it to a blog I used to have. It’s probably somewhat boring unless you know the book or have read some literary fiction in your life. There’s an idea in Ronald Moore’s Battlestar Galactica about how humans keep repeating the same stories over and over, across decades, national histories, and whole civilizations. This writing stabs at that. The words from Wolfe’s journals (that became his book) written back in the 1920s or 1930s seem to fit today rather well.
In the rebranding of writing, I suppose there’s nothing more confusing and irksome than the change of autobiographical fiction into creative nonfiction. They are basically the same thing, and the more accurate term to describe the genre is autobiographical fiction. So how and why did the idea of a fictional story based on real events morph into nonfiction embellished with creative elements? Continue Reading