I’m a writer and I don’t drink coffee—at all (“Not now, not ever!”) and that’s a potentially career ending combination, caffeine being one of the writer’s greatest friends (afraid that I don’t smoke or drink either). I do, however, drink tea, a lot of tea.
Less Inspiration, More Interruption
Steven King described the act of writing as more like archeology than imagination (rough draft, anyway). He says that stories are found things dug carefully and skillfully from the earth. The author slowly and methodically exposes a bit more and bit more of whatever it is that’s been discovered. Oftentimes you don’t know what you’ve […]
Not a PeeDee3 Story
I hope you didn’t cheer too loudly, I really do love the bug, but it’s time to get a few other worlds spinning. Of Men and Mountains is not about alien insectiod assassins, it is about dreams, dreamers, the adventurers that dare, and the obstacles they face. Only this dream comes in the form […]
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