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Let the Games Begin

Tomorrow in Paris, the Summer Olympics begin. I have enjoyed the Olympics for as long as I remember. Probably because my mother before me watched them regularly before I came along, and continued that tradition. Personally, I kind of miss having both the Summer and the Winters versions in the same year. A huge amount …

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Active Observing

I used to think that observation of the world around was a passive endeavor. If I am at the library looking out the window and it starts to rain, I am observing the rain. The older I get as a writer, the more I realize that this is not observing. At least it is not …

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Second Look: The Italics Are My Own

This novella is weird. Odd. Unconventional and difficult to describe. Experimental and dreamy, I knew when I conceived it that it would not be for everyone. In fact I knew it probably would be something very few people would look into, even once I started marketing it. I wrote it anyway. So why did I …

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Second Look: There Is Pain Here

To date the most full-fledge fantasy novel I’ve written is There Is Pain Here. I’d call it a sort of historical fantasy, but for the fact that such refers to a specific and established subgenera with characteristics my novel does not have. Nevertheless, it is a fantasy story, and the protagonist is a historical figure: …

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Second Look: The Beacons I See

With this novel I return to the light fantasy elements of my first few works of fictions. The Beacons I See is a novel of many firsts/onlys as of this writing. To begin with, it is the only work of fiction that came to me as the result of a dream. Partially. I’d fallen asleep …

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