A Father, and Son, and a Book

How did you figure out what a writer is? How do we figure anything out? I have a bunch of really strange, probably telling memories of discovery. I remember realizing that cartoons were drawn, that Fred Flintstone wasn’t an actual person with very odd make-up. I remember coming to grips with differences in belief, differences […]

Gaming for Life

I’m a gamer. I get that that word has some pretty bad connotations these days, but I was calling myself a gamer before most of these people were born, so I’m going to stick with it. I started with board games, I moved to strategy games when I was in junior high, and I’ve been […]

Knowing what you write

I’m deep into edits on The Pagan Night. I have this problem that I’ve run into with each of my books, and that’s that I write it in the wrong order. Somehow when the first draft is complete and I go back and read it, I find that I’ve put a lot of rising action […]

Two Gods, Light and Dark

I’m careful with religion. I’ve gone through various phases of belief and zealotry, various degrees of faithfulness, but what I’ve ultimately settled into is a state of deep thoughtfulness about religion. In my books I approach it very seriously. I want my readers to think about religion. But at the same time, I don’t want […]

Introducing Tenebros, land of the Pagan Night

Tenebros is a land of mad gods, ash-grimed paladins, pagan huntresses and honor-bound knights. It’s an island divided into two countries, a land split by generations of crusades, atrocities, and the lesser wars of reavers and thieves, bound together only by a common faith and their fear of the feral gods that roam the pagan night. Welcome […]

The Era of Isolated Failure

I want to talk a little bit about rejection, perseverance, and the impossible weight of discipline. But first, I’m going to talk about sports. I’m terrible at team sports. I don’t know what it is about my particular mental twist, but that thing that happens when you’re trying to do something, and everyone else gathers […]

The Wolf at the Hearth

I like dogs. I’ve had dogs my entire life, always working class dogs, always big dogs. My first dog, a Bernese Mountain blend, ran with a pack of semi-feral mutts in the mountains of North Carolina for most of my youth, but he was fiercely protective of me, so I never shared the common fear […]

As Blood From Ash

Welcome, welcome, all of you, welcome. This is the new home for all the news about my books, my writing, my adventures in melancholia, and sometimes it’s the place where you’ll find valuable information unrelated to these things. Things you should know today: 1) I’ve finished the next-to-last draft of The Pagan Night. It’s off […]