I FIND myself zoning in on a thought, turning it over and over in my mind until all else fades and my consciousness is reduced to a machine that serves only to deconstruct and reconstruct and toss and tumble and prod and observe this singular obsession. In this state I am a predatory animal, driven … Continue reading My Writing Process
I'VE COME to a decision. I'm not going to suspend free query critiques. Instead, I'm going to limit how many I accept. Here's how: I'll critique a couple queries a day, maybe more on days when I have down time, and when they start to pile up, I'll just stop accepting them until I've cleared … Continue reading Update Regarding Free Query Critiques
I'M NO post-modern critic. I believe a book is a communication tool, and the reader's job is to connect with the author's intent above all else. Still, I can't help but vary my analytical approach and delve into the realm of psychological criticism from time to time. When I read a book, I often find … Continue reading I Can See You Through Your Book
DO YOU believe in true love? Love so turgid it can never wither? A bond neither party will ever betray? A melding of two spirits into one? I don't mean a lover's infatuation. Soft skin against hard muscle. A caress of a cheek. A firm but gentle kiss, the touch of tongues. A skillful snap … Continue reading On Love, Lust, and Death
I'M AMAZED at the quality of the manuscripts I've been hired to critique thus far. There's an absurd aspect to it that keeps occurring to me: I'm getting paid to read books I would buy if I picked them up off a shelf. I feel so lucky that this venture is taking off. All my … Continue reading When Am I Going to Wake Up?
I WONDER how many writers were initially inspired by loneliness. That's not to say all writers are necessarily lonely, but perhaps many of us were in our inception as word-churners? The origins of my motivation to write are easy to pinpoint. Loneliness was and is key. I have certain characters in my head that I'll … Continue reading There is No Escape
MOST DAYS I do okay. I wake up optimistic and excited. Not thinking about everything. What's everything? You know what everything is. Everything that's happened in your life up until now. All the things that consume you. All those thoughts in your head. A lot of the time I feel like just existing is a … Continue reading To Kill a Zombie