Accidental Horror

I've never set out to write horror. It's not a genre I read, nor do I want to read it, so when I have a reader inform me that I've written it.... I assure you, it's quite by accident. Nonetheless, life is sometimes horrifying. What I do set out to capture in a story is... Continue Reading →

Reality V. Fiction

Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn’t.—Pudd’nhead Wilson’s New Calendar, Mark Twain While we were on our trip to Washington DC there was one museum my son really wanted to go see, but I had been told it was very difficult to get into,... Continue Reading →

Horror Season

My kids love the concept of Halloween, so right now we’ve been talking about it a lot at my house. I didn’t celebrate it, growing up - wrong religion - but they have been trick-or-treating since they were wee bairns, and enjoy it as a time of costumes and candy. Transformation into favorite characters, or... Continue Reading →

The Thing Which Has Been

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. -Ecclesiastes 1:9 This year's flu season is a bad one. Every year we go through this time of year, and the influenza virus travels... Continue Reading →

The Good in Scary Stories

This is a guest post written for me by the lovely Amanda Fuesting. I'm at the Fanboy Expo in Knoxville this weekend, but I'll try to look in at the comments. Maybe. It's going to be busy (fingers crossed). We'd been talking about the book series she discusses in depth here, and I asked her... Continue Reading →

What is . . . .

Last night, I was talking with Kate and some of our regular MGC readers about what I should write about today. We discussed several different possibilities but we kept coming back to a single topic and I signed off the internet, satisfied that I had my topic for this post. I finished editing the chapter... Continue Reading →

A Window to the Soul

I have read books in my life that I enjoyed, and promptly forgot. I have read books where I wandered off in the middle and forgot to come back again. I have read books which touched the core of my being, changed me, and I was never able to re-read again, they were terrible in... Continue Reading →

Bleeding on the Page

Once upon a time… No, this isn't that kind of a story. That kind of story implies a happily-ever-after ending, and magical middle, and a cozy snuggle while someone reads it aloud to you. What about the other kind of story, where the author's heart-blood lies upon the page and you can feel the emotion?... Continue Reading →

The Collaborator

I can say that I am, without a doubt, one of the more difficult writers to work with. I’ve driven editors insane, caused publishers to roll their eyes upon hearing my name (it’s true!), and (accidentally) began to instigate the idea for other authors to give it all up (fortunately, they stuck with it and... Continue Reading →

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