Sometimes, I curse the day I decided to become an epic fantasy writer. Even though I know exactly who to blame (Christopher Paolini), it’s one of those, “…in hindsight…” moments. See, the thing is, I am very, very stubborn. I am the kind of person who says something and then–unless I absolutely feel like I …
Because I probably won’t stop at just one.
The fact that bad writing can sometimes make a lot of money used to offend me. “What!” my 17-year-old self once cried in outrage. “I could write better garbage than this! Where’s *my* mansion and limo and things?” And then I would hear about great writers who die penniless and I would be filled with …
I absolutely love reading novels when the writer has an idea of flow and rhythm in their work. I’m not big on flowery words or descriptions myself, but flow–ah, if a writer can make his or her prose sound like poetry, I’m sold.
Hello again, folks. I’ve just had a tiring day walking around good old Vancouver. We moved out of the big city four years ago because the Reapers were coming we haz no money we wanted a more wholesome environment to raise our family in. That said, it’s still a pretty enough city to visit, and …
