Now that my The War of the Dragons trilogy is available in full, including the never-before-seen third book, the moment is right to pay tribute to one of the people who hopped on the wagon of its creation for a while, and […]
It was in January, 1971, when I was not quite sixteen years old, that I decided I wanted to take a shot at getting a piece of my fiction published. And by “published,” I didn’t mean doing so by being included in […]
A prime focus of mine, at least as far as this blog series is concerned, is the author-legacy thing. My own, for one. I’ve done a certain amount of fiction writing over the decades that I want people to know about, to […]
In the fall of 1974, about a week after I had moved into on-campus housing at Sonoma State University, I walked from my apartment to the main building to check for mail, then re-traced my steps to go to my car. My […]
I had in mind a substantial blog entry to make up for the brevity of the one I uploaded a couple of weeks ago. Best laid plans. Deadline pending. So, instead, I will continue with the series of posts revealing sources of […]
A TRIP REPORT “Let’s meet at the bar” is the standard refrain at World Fantasy Conventions. You say it when you bump into a colleague or friend or even when striking up a new acquaintance when there isn’t time to have an […]
Long ago, during my mid-twenties, I worked for a furniture manufacturer. I was their graphic artist and the guy responsible for generating their marketing materials, from catalog sheets and price lists to the ad slicks, i.e. line illustrations of the product accompanied […]
Two weeks ago, in the previous installment of this blog series, I shared the inspiration for “The Wind’s Kiss,” the opening piece in my new short-story collection Swords, Magic, and Heart. This time around I’m sharing the background from which the concluding […]
The headstone — as you can see in the photograph I’ve included here — stood alone, at least thirty paces from any other marker in the little one-acre graveyard. Still, it was there, intact and still upright, and I was grateful for […]
I am the son of a fruit farmer. As such, I know what it’s like to enjoy fresh, completely ripe fruit right off the vine or tree. One of my favorite things about my childhood was that each year from some time […]