My Writing Space (Or How Not to Follow Stephen King’s Advice)

Fortune favors the bold, or so they say. I have been reading Stephen King's great treatise on the craft, On Writing. While I do intend to extract and discuss many key points of the book later, there is one bit that is likely not to make the cut for me: the discussion of proper writing spaces. This … Continue reading My Writing Space (Or How Not to Follow Stephen King’s Advice)

More on First-Person Narrators

Bards and Sages: First-Person Narrative Pitfalls Here is another interesting discussion on the problems with first-person narrators. However, I personally disagree with the last point. There is no necessity that the first-person narrator must have a logical means to deliver the story to the reader. That is wholly unnecessary meta-thinking. The story is not connected … Continue reading More on First-Person Narrators

Narrative Perspective: 3rd Person Pure Limited or Limited Omniscient

I had another good discussion with my editor as we reviewed his comments on my book manuscript. Another interesting, you-know-it-but-don't-realize-it topic came up: narrative perspective. I generally write in third-person. It's standard form for fantasy, though less for sci-fi. I find most first-person writing to be lazy. It goes back to the age-old adage "show … Continue reading Narrative Perspective: 3rd Person Pure Limited or Limited Omniscient

Pratchett’s Wintersmith – The Concept of Reader Baggage as Explained Through Sarcasm

I have been working my way through Terry Pratchett's Discworld novel Wintersmith. As usual, it is a great tale, well-written with strong characters. One scene has stood out to me as being especially humorous, but also useful as commentary on writing. In the scene, lead character Tiffany—an almost 13-year-old witch—discovers a book on her bed and … Continue reading Pratchett’s Wintersmith – The Concept of Reader Baggage as Explained Through Sarcasm

Green Food

Storm Hamilton was sick of synthetic food; nothing could beat a real, juicy burger, but they were getting harder to find. He especially hated green—anything green—which never tasted like anything more than…green. When did green become a flavor? *This is a response to Three Line Tales, Week Forty-Four