Space Trash Blog
There have been books where I had to agonise over the title, and ask for help, and toss coins, and read the cards…Through the Hostage wasn’t one of them.
Officially, the hareni don’t exist. The only criteria for becoming a harena is knowing the wrong people, and remaining a harena depends on survival ability.
An author on vacation is a tricky beast, because at any given point, they’re likely to be mentally elsewhere. Icelandic scenery is a good antidote.
I’m a firm believer in the first rule of biometrics: never use a part for identification you can’t do without. There are times when ‘lend a hand’ isn’t only a euphemism.
Ancestry of an author: I shook my family tree, and a whole bunch of nuts fell out. Now I’m curious to see what other skeletons there may be in the closet.
'Strong suit' is a phrase meaning a strength, something you are good at. You can easily substitute 'strong point' or 'forte'. A common mis-spelling is 'strong suite', which may have its roots in common terms like 'Microsoft suite'. It is nonetheless...
When a malfunctioning gateway drive spits you out at the wrong end of a galaxy, where better to go for a gateway drug than British Columbia?
True Lies: Assumptions are fun to play with. I’m going to tell you two absolutely true stories. They’re probably going to give you two absolutely different impressions.
Print on demand: the real pay-off was the moment my book proof showed up on my doorstep, and I got my book in my hands looking like a real book.
How do I get started writing? Write whatever way blows your skirt up. There is no set of commandments. The only restrictions are your imagination and your writing ability.
Self-editing: is it as good as a professional edit? Probably not. But at least you can minimise the chance that someone’s going to use your precious manuscript for toilet paper because the typos, homophones, and other easily-avoidable technical eff-ups are making their brains hurt.
The inspiration for Mama Gale: Believe it or not, my godmother by courtesy was a lady named Cyralene Gale, and she ran the Bequia Bookshop until sometime in the early 1990s.