Being a self-publishing author sometimes involves a bit of schizophrenia; the personality of a writer tends to differ from that of a publisher, and often the twain shall meet. Continue reading “So, What’s Next?”
There was a time, not too long, when a publisher would nurture a promising author’s talent. Books would often be released on a writer’s potential, forgiving their yet to be fully realized skills. Publishers, editors, and agents were the first bastion of hope and support for those of us longing to share their words.
Continue reading “A Little Help, Please”
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about an old friend. He was a composer; one of the finest musical minds I’ve personally known. He primarily wrote for orchestra, but he could also write jazz and pop with the best of them. We had many stimulating conversations about art and aesthetics; Continue reading “In Pieces”
Have you ever woke up in the morning overwhelmed with the feeling that you’ve done it all wrong? Continue reading “Things Fall Apart”
It should be no secret how I feel about books within a series. As soon as I see the likes of “Book One of the Ice Dragon Series” or “Troll Hunters #17” in a novel’s title, I quickly move on to something else. The reason for this aversion? There’s a couple, actually: