“EZ Access to E-zines” at Author Magazine

My article about submitting short fiction to e-zines—how to and why to—is up at Author Magazine Online. I welcome any feedback or additional information you want to add, either here or there. I think you can comment there. Not sure. Please do add your click to the article's traffic for me and tell any friends you know who might find…
Resources for Submitting Horror Short Fiction

Resources for Submitting Horror Short Fiction

www.Duotrope.com Customization: You can adjust numerous variables to get just the right list of markets. Personal Submission Tracker: Make an account and track your story submissions here. Donations. If you use the Duotrope site, please do donate. Not every time, just once a year or so. Whenever you think how great this site is and how you’d be so lost…

“The Barnes Family Reunion” Audio Version at ShadowCast Audio

Jason Warden of the ShadowCast Audio Podcast has recorded a reading of my short story "The Barnes Family Reunion." It was originally published in Masters of Horror: the Anthology by Triskaideka Books (March, 2010). Listen to it! Learn more about this story's history and read an excerpt.

Elizabeth Gilbert on Nurturing Creativity

I found this speech particularly inspiring, and I've been making an effort to give my muse more elbow room ever since. What I've noticed is that when I say (in my head), "Okay, muse. Bring me something good," I get an idea a few minutes later. I'm not saying it's always a good idea, but it's an idea. I don't…

Video Game Writing Tip #7

If it ain't meat, it's sauce. Dialogue material comes in two main categories: meat and sauce. Mixing the two is like putting ketchup on prime rib. Anything thick and juicy is meat. It often has an emotional edge that helps bring the player into the world. It's serious and delivers important lore to the player. We don't fool around with…
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Poem: Midnight PST

It’s 6am in Paris. Beyond your window, the sky will have begun to aquarelle. The ivory horizon blends toward Wedgewood above La Tour Eiffel. Taxis take tourists and businessmen to DeGaulle by Roissy. Policemen make their rounds in twos. They stroll the gardens of Les Tuileries. The birds there sing, for now, for you. I imagine you masculine, replete, heat…