by mike | Oct 8, 2013 | Adventure fantasy, Books, Humor, Uncategorized, Writing |
I just returned from an excellent trip to northern Arizona. Lots to write about—next time. For now, here are some more outrageously bad opening lines from the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest. Enjoy! Cheryl’s mind turned like the vanes of a wind-powered turbine, chopping...
by mike | Oct 1, 2013 | Books, Editing, Mystery Novels, Publishing, Uncategorized, Writing |
Many folks are focused on rankings, so given that there has to be the best of everything, it stands to reason that there also has to be the worst. The worst plumber, the worst bus driver, the worst brain surgeon (oh please!), the worst airline pilot (oh double...
by mike | Sep 25, 2013 | Books, Editing, Holocaust, Humor, Publishing, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
It was a dark and stormy night… Just about everyone, writer and non-writer alike, is familiar with that famous—or infamous—opening of a novel, arguably one of the most overused lines ever (even by Snoopy). The guy responsible for it? A nineteenth century British...
by mike | Sep 5, 2013 | Adventure fantasy, Books, Holocaust, Horror, Life, Native Americans, Publishing, Science Fiction, Sword & Sorcery, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
Through the centuries decades I’ve been asked a thousand times, “Mike, why do you write?” Being of eastern European descent I always answer that question with other questions. “Why do I write?” you ask. “Why do I breathe? Why do I eat and drink?” That’s about how...
by mike | Jul 31, 2013 | Books, Holocaust, Publishing, Thrillers, Uncategorized, Writing |
Just like the name of my blog—and one of my websites—professes, most people know me as a writer in genres such as sword & sorcery, sword & planet, horror, paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction. That is why my newly released novel, Freedom’s Hand, may come...
by mike | Jun 27, 2013 | Books, California, Horror, Native Americans, Publishing, Writers' Retreat, Writing |
Writing is, for the most part, a solitary avocation. I know that when I write my books I’m confined to my guy cave for endless hours at a time each day. So on those rare occasions when writers let themselves out into the real world and fill up a room or two at some...
