Aetheaon Chronicles: Book Three
The rough draft for Aetheaon Chronicles: Book Three has been completed, and the revision process is underway. A cover unveiling will be announced in the near future. The interesting thing Read More …
Category: Writing
Distractions, Delays, and Postponements in Writing
Regardless of how badly authors want to write, sometimes we are unable to escape life’s distractions that inevitably invade and diminish our writing time. Unexpected company, sickness, business meetings, or Read More …
Write It Down!
I’ve mentioned numerous times about the importance of keeping a writing notebook. Inspiration strikes at times least expected. A few months ago, some scenes popped into my head concerning the Read More …
Charlie, the Best Dog From My Youth
I’ve been trying to find an old picture of Charlie. He was the most loyal dog I ever had when I was a child. Charlie’s mother was Sheba, which was Read More …
Trust After Constant Betrayal?
When people have wronged us over and over again, and we’ve forgiven them over and over again, there comes a point, at least for me, where that bridge of trust Read More …
What’s in the Works
My apologies for not posting in a while, but I’m still writing. Not as quickly as I’d like, but the work is progressing. I’m currently working on a novel that Read More …
Roadblocks in Writing
All writers at one time or another find themselves staring at an empty page or a blank screen, unable to tap into the inspiration well. Sometimes, this issue blocks creativity Read More …
The Legend of Zelda
In December of 1992, while I was on Christmas break from Berea College, my mother had been listening to the morning ‘swap-shop’ radio program. Someone had called in and stated Read More …
The Things I Remember About DeKalb County, AL, From My Youth
Almost a year ago I visited Fort Payne and Rainsville, AL, for the first time in several years. After the devastating tornadoes in 2011, so much has changed, but the Read More …
Snow: The Conspiracy
Our first snow occurred yesterday. Nothing else seems more peaceful than watching the first twirling flakes drift from the sky and fall with the gentleness of a feather. Snow’s white Read More …