Hello all,
I'm glad to announce that a short story of mine has been published in the anthology 'A Handful of Halloween'. The B&N writer's group in Rochester, NY published their first compilation of short stories last year (entitled Hapless Halloween), and this year they released Volume 2, which I am glad to be a part of. Obviously, they collect a series of scary stories with nothing in common but a loose connection to the holiday.
You can find it at Amazon, or with the following link:
http://www.amazon.com/HANDFUL-HALLOWEEN-Twenty-Seven-Suspense-ebook/dp/B00FMN0UQ4/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1381840241&sr=1-1&keywords=handful+halloween
I'm told you can download it for free every Friday this month, and (of course) on Halloween, which falls on a Thursday this year. If you buy a copy (for a whopping .99 cents), the proceeds will go to charity.
I hope you enjoy it!
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Friday, September 13, 2013
Evil's Perspective
My writer's group
meets once a month at the local B&N, and I show up whenever I can. It's
always a fun time and Kim, out facilitator, keeps things light, informative and
gets our creative juices working with intruiging writing exercies. Last night,
the challenge was to take a fairy story (or any work of fiction), and instead
of seeing it from the protagonist's point of view, take the other side - the
villain's perspective.
Usually, I need
half the writing time just to figure out what to write. Not this time. I had my
baddie right away.
Remember The
Hobbit? Smaug the dragon? How interesting (and challenging) would it be to see
the story from his viewpoint.
Here's what I wrote.
It’s a little rough, because we are only given 10 or 15 minutes to do the whole
assignment, but I think it turned out pretty well.
‘It only took
thousands of years. They killed my whole family, hunted them down like
monsters, invaded their homes, woke them from their beds and chopped off their
heads. Or speared them with lances, or a myriad of other gruesome deaths. It
only took thousands of years, but I finally have justice. Mounds of treasure I’ve
claimed as recompense. Vast piles that fill the great rooms and halls. They say
it’s wasted on me and I don’t know its worth - and their right. But does that
matter? No amount of gold can compare with the value of a loved one.
They say I
overreacted when a tiny thief stole an insignificant goblet from my hoard, but
I disagree. To me, every small piece is like a drop of my family’s blood. And
now mine is up - blood, that is. They must pay some more for the anguish they
caused me.
I crawl out of the
halls and take to the air. As I spew fire down upon their village, the houses
flair to life like match heads. Below me stands the captain of the guards.
There’s a bow in his hands. He pulls an arrow out of a quiver and...what’s he
doing? Talking to it? Now he puts it to the string and looses it at me. Like
that will do any good. As the arrow flies towards me, I get a good look at it.
Huh, that’s interesting...it’s all black...’
If this sparks any interest for someone to re-read The Hobbit, then that's cool.
Monday, April 22, 2013
Bringing focus back
I've realized my blog has started wandering, but a sharp crack of the mental whip brought things back on course.
As I suspect with most writers, good ideas keep popping up before we're finished with the old ideas, causing the happy dilemma of many concurrent projects. I'm capturing mine here, sharing my schizophrenic ADD with an unsuspecting world. And to mark the occasion, I've updated the look of the website a little too. Look around and enjoy!
As I suspect with most writers, good ideas keep popping up before we're finished with the old ideas, causing the happy dilemma of many concurrent projects. I'm capturing mine here, sharing my schizophrenic ADD with an unsuspecting world. And to mark the occasion, I've updated the look of the website a little too. Look around and enjoy!
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Mary Leakey's 100th Birthday
Mary Leakey (6 February 1913 – 9
December 1996) was a British archaeologist and anthropologist, who discovered
the first fossilized Proconsul skull, an extinct ape now believed to be
ancestral to humans, and also discovered the robust Zinjanthropus skull at
Olduvai Gorge. For much of her career she worked together with her husband,
Louis Leakey, in Olduvai Gorge, uncovering the tools and fossils of ancient
hominines. She developed a system for classifying the stone tools found at
Olduvai. She also discovered the Laetoli footprints.
She had no formal education in archaeology or paleontology,
but Leakey’s eye and passion guided her to many significant finds.
(thenewstribe.com)
Over her lifetime Mary Douglas Nicol
Leakey has been the recipient of numerous awards. Her Honorary degrees include:
D. of Science, University of Witwatersrand(68), D. of Science Michigan
University(80), D. of Social Science Yale (76), D. of Litt Oxford(81).
Photo of reproduction of her Paranthropus boisei skull (supposedly 2 to 3 million years old):
Photo of modern gorilla skull:
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