I’m on vacation this week and I hit a really cool used book store in my travels.
I wasn’t holding out much hope for “Expressions of Time” because it sold jewelry and other trinkets in the front, but the back, where the books were, were a different story.
First off they had the largest collection of Bantam Doc Savage paperbacks I had ever seen. I’ve been scouring bookstores looking for these since I was thirteen years old and I have never seen so many. I scoured through them searching for the very few that I didn’t already have.
There were two others but my photographing skills suck this morning.
I also found these gems:
So, it was a pretty good day and I’m excited. I’m hoping to find even more today!
Oh yeah. It’s coming. And it’s gonna be yuuuge!
So what is DWQ? I can’t tell you. I’m just gonna leave this here, though, and let you all speculate amongst yourselves.
When I am allowed to, I will spill the beans.
Yeah. It’s been a bad week.
I started the week with high hopes of getting some writing done. I had made a little progress on just about every bit of work I have going on which includes a short story, three short novels and, of course, the dreaded SEQUEL.
So naturally I was counting on that streak continuing and getting stronger but since Monday I have not written one goddamn word. These words that I am typing represent the only thing I have written since this week began.
Naturally it has been demoralizing.
Part of my problem is my growing unease with the Trump administration in America. It’s not even my goddamned country but his obvious insanity and the fact that he controls a bunch of nuclear missiles has led to some sleepless nights. It’s like trying to sleep in a house where you know there is a machete-wielding monkey wandering around. Sure, it’s not your monkey or your machete, but that doesn’t exactly make for a restful night.
So, here I am, my allotted time for writing winding down and all I’ve managed to pen is this aimless and wandering blog post.
Here’s hoping that tomorrow will be better.
I guess that’s the mantra for a lot of people right now.
Stay safe, everyone.
Don’t like e-books? Miss the tactile experience you get with actual, physical, printed-on-paper type books?
Well, my latest book TIME LIKE BROKEN GLASS is now available from my publisher, Rage Machine Books in a print version! You can order a copy and get it at a 30% discount for a limited time!
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A belated Happy New Year to all my readers.
Two days into the New Year and, just like the Queen, I have a cold. Unlike the Queen I don’t have a small army of servants to pick up my tissues. On the other hand I did manage to write 800 or so words on a new short story, so… there’s that.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need a tissue.
Hope your 2017 is going well so far.
I saw ROGUE ONE last night for the second time. I saw it earlier in the week as well. It really is an amazing film and is probably the best of the series after the first one. The writing is so good and the performances are superb.
Among the cast is Diego Luna, a Mexican actor who plays Cassian Andor, a Rebel Alliance Captain.
As I watched I realized that Luna would be perfect casting for a character of mine, Poet from my Ka Sirtago series.
Poet is companion to Sirtago, Ka (or prince) of the southern kingdom of Trigassa. Sirtago is a giant of a man, hideously scarred, constantly angry, brawling, drinking and whoring. Poet is his lifelong companion, his best friend who keeps him out of trouble or, if he can’t, at least keeps Sirtago pointed in the right direction.
The Sirtago stories are unabashedly sword and sorcery in the tradition of Robert E. Howard and Fritz Leiber.
And in my personal fantasy, a Hollywood film made from the stories would star Diego Luna as Poet.
My Ka Sirtago stories are available on Amazon.com