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Aug. 23rd, 2009

An Interview and a Review


On Friday, August 21 author Frederic S. Durbin posted an interview with me on his weblog. You can read it here: http://fredericsdurbin.wordpress.com/ . It mostly concerns writing flash fiction, with additional observations on the writing life in general.

Check out some of Durbin's other posts while you're there: I can virtually guarantee you'll be enthralled. His own musings on life as a writer of fantasy fiction are insightful, encouraging, and often profound. His evocations of life as a boy in rural Illinois in the 1970s are every bit as fine as Bradbury's own reminiscences of growing up in that neck of the woods in the early part of the last century. You'll find observations about Tolkien, beautiful passages of nature writing (here is a man whose native love of trees and the rural countryside are equal to Tolkien's own), and lots of discoveries of the fantastic in ordinary surroundings. I  never miss one of his posts. (Incidentally, if you look in the archives of this weblog, you'll find an interview of Durbin I posted back on May 14, 2008.)

Also, you can skip on over to the online news magazine The Examiner to read a feature article by Michael Tresca on my serial Knight Terrors: The (Mis)Adventures of Smoke the Dragon here: http://www.examiner.com/x-6911-RPG-Examiner~y2009m8d16-Knight-Terrors-The-MisAdventures-of-Smoke-the-Dragon . Tresca is one of the leading reviewers on Amazon as well as being The Examiner's resident RPG expert. He is a spot-on reviewer, and if you've ever found one of his reviews helpful, please give him a vote over on Amazon.

Feb. 9th, 2009

Story places in top ten!



"Smoke Gets in Your Eyes" has placed in the top ten in the 2008 Preditors and Editors Readers Poll, in the category Fantasy/Science-Fiction Short Story. The image above is my virtual plaque. Thanks to all who voted! The story can be read here:  http://www.cyberwizardproductions.com/AbandonedTowers/fantasy/smoke.html

Jul. 5th, 2008

What got you hooked?

So, from your earliest memories, which book got you hooked on sci-fi, fantasy, or horror?

 
For me, it was...
 
Fantasy: second grade, reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I remember being at daycare, and being annoyed that the daycare mom was sending us all outside to play in the yard, when all I wanted to do was keep my nose buried between the pages and continue following the adventures of the Pevensie children.
 
Sci-fi (also kinda fantasy): third grade, The Warlord of Mars. I became an Edgar Rice Burroughs disciple. After I was supposed to be in bed asleep, I'd sneak down by the door, sprawl out on the carpet, and read my Grandad's old hardcover edition by the narrow band of light coming in from the hall. If I heard one of my parents come out of their room down the hall, I'd scramble back to the bed and jump in under the sheets. Then I'd creep stealthily back, needing to know what exploits John Carter would be up to next in his heroic quest to save his red martian princess, Dejah Thoris. I was so immersed in the world of Barsoom that, until maybe the fifth grade, I really thought that if I stretched out my arms to the red planet and concentrated hard enough, I could be whisked there too. But I never knew enough about astronomy to identify which light in the sky it was (my luck, I would've wound up on Venus).
 
Horror: This one's harder, because I read Scholastic collections of ghost stories and spooky tales voraciously. I can't think of a particular author, originally. I do remember the first book that actually awoke in me a kind of existential dread. It was actually a children's picture book about a boy coming home from school past a corn field, and the scarecrow starts following him home. I was reading it at our cub-scout den mother's house, the last boy waiting for his mom to pick him up as the evening wore on. I must have been very tired, and somewhat feverish, perhaps: but that night I, a naive fifth grader, first feared death. I think, sometimes, that scarecrow's still waiting for me out there, somewhere. Sooner or later, he follows us all home.

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