Here is the thing; if everyone had access to an agent and traditional publishers, the works we put out would be significantly different. But the self-published author has a large obstacle course in front if him as he tries to perfect not only his craft, but the craft of several others in the process.There are editors, copy editors, illustrators, cover designers, marketing personnel and public rela

You say it is a blessing to have vision, to see things others do not. Blessing? How about a fucking prison. Every day, everywhere, I see. That vision is one which makes me a constant ball of perversion walking around as if I were normal. Vision? Blessing? Everyone I see becomes a consumable. Someone to be used for my own imaginary pleasure followed by gratuitous imaginary pornography.No, this is n

While grammatically incorrect to the "nth" degree, and an obvious rip off from two separate pieces of literature, the question is valid nonetheless. To be fair, let's not call "7 Habits" literature on the same par as the Bard himself.Covey tells us in one of the most-read self-help books of all-time that we should begin with the end in mind. Always. There are writers who tell us this restricts us

A night off. No writing. None. Of any kind. Yes, that's me, writing in sentence fragments. Is it a style? Can being lazy be a style? Maybe. But I do a lot of things differently because I want my voice, my narrative voice, to be unique. It would be the worst compliment imaginable to hear "oh, your writing sounds just like" and then insert fabulous author's name at the end.Why would it be insulting?

Yes. It is an over-used, under-appreciated cliche. But it is what it is, right? Oh, damn, another fucking cliche.I think that one thing missing at times from my writing, is my reading. And, at times I think that is a good thing. the books that bring me pleasure tend to not bring me material I can use. Reading deep level, consciousness based philosophy books can only do so much for writing. I am no

So I am a bit conflicted today as I sit down to think about the next project. While some might see this as the opposite of a problem, I see it differently. Maybe it is just the fear inside all writers; the self-loathing; the doubt; the imminent rejection that we all face, but there are two projects I have in the works and something compelled me to write a bit about the second last night and not th...

So, as I (im)patiently await March 17th, I had been simply writing mostly to my blog and not much else. Today that changed. I had not planned on beginning this project yet; there is another in front of it. But it seems that mainstream wants to push itself to the rear and bring my less mainstream thoughts to the forefront.Some time ago, as I was driving home, up over Cornell on the way from Swan Is

Yes, I am playing off of a title of a really bad movie. I think I was forced to watch bits and pieces of it, but its only redeeming quality is that I had a semi-celebrity crush on Sandra Bullock. Outside of that, wow, awful.Two weeks. In two weeks Fragments of Humanity will be on the virtual shelves at Amazon.com. I should get my first ten copies of the print edition this week and I am more excite

Sometimes. I swear that no matter how hard you try, how much you do, there are some people who just never feel like it is everything; like you are not doing enough. Do one-thousand good things in a row, and when something isn't perfectly to their expectations - BAM - fireworks of thunder, lightning, tears and anything else that might bring the walls crumbling down like Jericho.What the hell does s

Friends, family, countrymen and acquaintances, the next three weeks of my life are going to be very, VERY busy, so please bear with me. In addition to attempting to get everything just perfect for my latest novel, I am spending the next two weeks taking care of DSA with AJ and his wife out of town. I have an anniversary trip, get togethers with friends, several new articles for the website.