“Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times;
I originally had this long and detailed essay about fellow SF author John Ringo, complete with graphs and images, but then I was called in
(Part Three — There Really Is No Reason) Unsurprisingly, after months of apathy from various agents who I have queried, I have decided to suspend
(Part Two — Who You Know & What You do) I’ve leaned heavily upon friends at this point of the search.
(Part One – The Opening Sequence) There comes a time in every author’s life when a cruel yet necessary part begins to emerge from the
So yesterday Kate talked briefly about the closing of the Hugo awards voting period, and the day before Sarah spoke about writing violence, and I