I thought the title would capture people’s attention. So, yeah, I’ve been doing quite a bit of writing lately. In fact, hopefully by the end of the month I’ll be announcing my most ambition novel sort of thing yet. Something like that. But after I write a post about writing and fishing, and how similar they are.
Oh, yeah, you can download the short story here. It’s available in all electronic formats ever invented by homo sapiens sapiens. Also, it’s a strange story. Thought you should know. Weird story. Spooky maybe. Don’t know. Give it a try, you might actually like it.
On another note, I just got One Third of a Wheel back from the editor. It’s going to take a few days to get all the interior formatting (and cover design) done, but it should be worth it. I’ll do my best to release the novel by the end of next week. Just so you know.
I asked people to tell me what they’d want me to write about, and someone asked me to write about my childhood. To be frank, this request kind of caught me off-guard, mostly because I don’t really write about personal experiences. I just don’t think that I’m interesting enough.
Anyway, about my childhood. I didn’t use to get out and play with others very much. Actually, for most of my childhood years, I never went out. No brothers, no sisters, it was just me and my games. And toys. This fact has shaped part of who I am right now: an introvert. Continue reading
Out of all the aspects of writing I’m most amazed by the simple power the moments of true inspiration hold. You know, those moments when a story starts growing out of thin air — and grows and grows, and it feels as if you’re just observing, you’re just allowed a bit of insight into a new universe.