My version of ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ looks more like Taco Bell, Practice Novel, Tentacle Porn

Why would you want to read the latest Oates or Grisham when you can choke down some schlubb's amateur musings? Good question. Does anyone else feel a non sequitur coming on? Which brings me to my next point .... lately, I've been trying to think of how to share some of my serious fiction work with …

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Chuck Wendig was right: my self-publishing cautionary tale

OK, I've had about four-and-a-half years to think about this, and I've decided that Chuck Wendig was right. You might be thinking "who gives a shit?" but hear me out. Way back in 2012, a frustrated journalist working on a couple of humor essay collections stumbled across a blog post entitled: "Why your self-published book …

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I’m glad I killed my dreams, and other writing advice not from Samuel L. Jackson

  What's that, you ask? What did I do about those pesky flashbacks in my soon-to-be nowhere-near-ready-for-querying-agents historical adventure novel? To quote the great Samuel L. Jackson as Carl Lee Hailey in the movie A Time To Kill: "Yes, they deserved to die and I hope they burn in hell!" When writing the two rather …

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