The Author in the Story

No, not the so-called authorial Mary Sue/Marty Stu school of fiction, where the reader realizes that the protagonist is the author, just perfected in every way. I can think of one, maybe two people who got away with that for one book, possibly two. Stan Lee slipping himself into the comics on occasion doesn't count,... Continue Reading →

Planting rocks for fun and profit

One of the minor pleasures of writing is setting up your major characters to have not just rocks thrown at them, but a major rock slide. Metaphorically speaking. And for maximum impact, you want the reader to say not “Where the hell did those rocks come from?” but, “Oh, of course that was going to... Continue Reading →

Hero or Superhero

Usually by this time on Tuesdays, I have an idea about what I'm going to blog about. Heck, I usually have an idea when I get up. Sometimes I even have the post written the night before. But not today. I blame yesterday for it. Between painting and taking down cabinets and an emergency plumbing... Continue Reading →

Predictable Behaviour

As we learn to write, one of the greatest tools, and conversely, the most crippling failing, can be the understanding that humans are predictable. It can be very easy to predict that a man and a woman pushed into close proximity with, say, one of them in the role of taking care of the other... Continue Reading →

Chopsticks

Chopsticks Pam Uphoff Two decades ago, I injured my right hand. Good doctors, good hospital, good antibiotics, brutal physical therapists . . . I never think about it. Until I try to eat with chopsticks. Something in the motion finds a hidden weakness, and by the time I'd finished dinner yesterday, well, "survived without having... Continue Reading →

Hidden in plain sight

It's not how big it is, it's how you use it. And this may be the only time in my life I use that phrase without entendre. What I'm talking about, since entendre is out of the question, is the extra stuff that goes into a story. The scenery, characterization, action and so forth that... Continue Reading →

Spec Fic TV Show Trivia

In the cultural desert that was my childhood, there was one bookshelf in my home with about five books on it. There was only a black and white TV- it was all anyone had in those days in Australia. There were 4 TV stations which ran re-runs over and over until I felt ill at... Continue Reading →

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