by mike | Sep 27, 2018 | Books, Humor, Life, Uncategorized, Writing |
Acceptance of cannabis has come a long way since this delightful novel, The Everweed State, was published. The post first ran in 2014. Dude, you gotta read this book! About a year ago I had the great pleasure of working on The Everweed State (subtitled E Cannabis...
by mike | Sep 13, 2018 | Books, California, Editing, Historical Novels, Native Americans, Publishing, Research, Uncategorized, Writing |
It took a long time for my award-winning historical novel, Stone Woman, to see the light of day. In Part Two I will explain why. A War Story…A Love Story I thought that my interest in doing this story might wane after I finished my horror novel, The Modoc Well. On the...
by mike | Sep 6, 2018 | Books, California, Editing, Historical Novels, Native Americans, Publishing, Research, Uncategorized, Writing |
This post first ran in 2014, and that same year Stone Woman was honored by the San Diego Book Awards Association as Best Historical Novel. No, this post is not about a song from Frozen. (Great song, though.) I imagine you all know the old saying that begins, “If you...
by mike | Aug 27, 2018 | Books, Bookstores, California, Editing, Historical Novels, Publishing, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
The second annual San Diego Union-Tribune Festival of Books took place this past Saturday at Liberty Station. Last year’s inaugural event drew upwards of 10,000 people, and I’m pretty sure the 2018 version outdid that number. I got to sign my two award-winning novels,...
by mike | Aug 23, 2018 | Books, Editing, Epic Fantasy, Guest Posts, Publishing, Uncategorized, Writing |
This post first ran in 2014. Author Jacob Cooper has accomplished a lot since then. Hello, my name is Writer Mike, and I would like to share with you the most amazing book. (Sorry Jacob, I couldn’t resist.) I must say, Jacob Cooper’s epic fantasy novel, Circle of...
by mike | Aug 16, 2018 | Aging, Baseball, Books, Death, Life, Science Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing |
This was a difficult post to write. It first appeared in 2014. My dad, Murray Sirota, passed away at age fifty-nine in 1969, when I was just a mere slip of a lad—more or less. We knew it would happen; a couple of months earlier he’d been diagnosed with inoperable lung...
