London torn. Night and day. Sinners and angels. Debut novel by Mark A. King, available now
The draft novel is finished. What now? Almost two years ago, I wrote a post explaining how I took zero words and managed to produce the first draft of a novel. I spent my entire life aspiring to do this almost impossible thing. Life is busy, hectic, full of responsibilities and serious stuff going on--but …
How to write a draft novel (maybe) Towards the end of last year (2015), I promised myself I would put the blinkers on and finish a draft novel. I didn't have a single word stored that I could use as a foundation for such a daunting project. I had nothing more than a collection of unrelated …
A few months ago, I got word of the greatest gift any writer can be given. No, it wasn't a mega-bucks contract and a film deal. For those things are not really important. This was magnatudes more precious to me. Someone who I hold in the highest regard (both as a friend and incredibly talented writer,) …
Tamara Shoemaker and I entered the arena (sorry) for our 2nd session of judging at Flash! Friday. This one was more problematic. Colosseum prompt picture and Janitor as a character led to many, many stories of blood, guts and cleaning. The winner was something special...
I was lucky enough to be accepted as a judge for the fab Flash! Friday, and blessed to be paired with the super-talented, funny and kind Tamara Shoemaker as fellow judge for Dragon Team 2. This was our first session and what am amazing experience it was…
HO HO HO! Santa says he’s feeling conflicted about us going into his Big Week; some of the adventures you took him on he just loved; others he didn’t appear to understand, though I heard him whispering to the Mrs. that he suspected they may not have been intended for his youthful ears; still others, he says he is not sure how you got into his private diaries, but when it is convenient and if you are quite finished, would you kindly return them Whence They Belong.
A reminder that we’re forging ahead and will have yet another flash fiction snowball fight this week. Santa may take a break after the 25th, but one’s Muse Does Not. (Or should not? Muses can be so temperamental, and I don’t particularly care for the way mine responds to eggnog.) We are also gearing up for a fresh, exciting format change and some
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