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Today I continued working on edit number three. As I sit and relax, just beginning a glass of wine, inspiration strikes. no. Not inspiration for book words. Inspiration for this post.Prior to the completion of Grand Illusion, the only reviews I had ever received were from some readers - readers who had enjoyed my sports writing work and were fond of what I had written. To that point, no reviews fr

So, back to work I go on Grand Illusion. I expected some to find the content complex and somewhat pretentious in spots. I am okay with that because there were certain intentions behind the concept of the book and the plot line, etc. which I knew would not be everyone's cup of tea. There are some books, the 900 page monsters that some people find just too pretentious, or too satirical, or too anyth

Okay, I will be honest here, writing does not replace exercise in the traditional sense, but it can serve as a great mental acuity exercise. At times, that takes the form of conceptual writing, taking some abstract idea and attempting to form it into a coherent structure of words that have some purpose.At other times, there is a structured story to tell, as in the sports writing I do, but the exer

“You're an expatriate. You've lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed with sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafes.”This morning yet another day is upon us. No cataclysmic refusal of a sun to rise, no ridicule followed the performance of you

Livvy struggled near the end. Breathing labored. Fluid filling her lungs. Without a doctor or hospital, all of those normal courses of action to relieve pain were inaccessible for us, and this was the one time having taken to the dimness of our family cave seemed to be an act of selfishness more than survival. Had we stayed behind, with all of the crumbling society around us, we were close to the...

I am not big on resolutions. It seems rather odd to me to arbitrarily decide that some date on a calendar, a calendar which is arbitrary in itself, should somehow demarcate significant life changes. Maybe that is a factor of having lived a fairly healthy lifestyle most of my life, thereby not finding a major resolution necessary. But that is where I stand.Nonetheless, with this arbitrary timeline

When Jeff Smith awakens in a Columbus, Ohio, hospital, he is a man devoid of any memory. With no missing persons matching his description, and no family to speak of, Smith is forced to piece together a life he cannot remember. He is haunted by dreams of someone he thinks to be his own undiscovered past. He chases this ghost from his dreams across the nation, failing to find anything other than c...

It has been some time since I have done any writing on the informal side. That is a fancy way of saying that my sports writing has been pretty much it for me for the past couple of months. There is nothing really wrong with that either. At the moment, I am in the post first draft stage of completion.I have written my third novel. It is in the hands of beta readers and reviewers. But while I was on

I find the process of promoting my work an oddity.Last night was a night away from all responsibility as I went out with some high school friends in celebration of the lot of Lancers achieving the 'golden' status of turning fifty years old. The older members of our class are doing so this fall, so we decided an impromptu mini-reunion was in order.In so doing, we ventured out to listen to music, dr

Here is an excerpt from one of the novellas I mentioned in yesterday's post. This is from a chapter titled 'Welcome' My city of ruins, my city of hope. Trapped inside a city decaying not from rust or external wear, mind you, but from within. The moral turpitude which had once been not exactly above reproach, but had offered a certain hope for the future seemed long gone; buried in the faded light