As of 9:00 p.m. last night, I have completed principal writing on Vinestead Anthology book six, Brigham Plaza. It took about 11 months to finish the initial draft, rewrite several chapters, rewrite them again, and rewrite them once more until...
Soliciting feedback on a work in progress is a delicate dance. On the one hand, beta readers can point out huge holes in continuity that you can't see because you're too close to the project. On the other hand, they may claim your erotic dystopian...
Some things never change. I've been writing stories and novels for a long time now, and though I'm no longer in the posting word counts to Twitter every day phase, I still feel the need to share the milestones with someone... anyone, basically...
You wish you had a girlfriend. You wish you had some friends. You don't like living in Provo. You haven't spoken to mom and dad since graduation. They call sometimes. You ignore them. You need to get your life together.
It was done anyway. Danny knew it. So what did it matter how he greeted the man who had come to kill him? So many times in his life, he’d felt unsafe, unsure of what might happen. But now… now he was home. These were his walls keeping...
What a mess. Don't get me wrong, I love this new book. And a lot of the feedback I've been getting from beta readers is largely positive. Except for the one who didn't like the sex scenes. Or the one who thinks there's too much cussing. Or all of...
This is it. Only 8 chapters remain in the zero draft of Vinestead Book 6, tentatively (but likely) titled Brigham Plaza. It is a story of connection and withdrawal, of alliances and grudges, but mostly sex and drugs.
Almost three weeks have passed since the launch of Hybrid Mechanics, and since you've already purchased, read, and reviewed that book on Amazon, I thought I'd clue you in on what's coming next. You'll be happy to know that while Hybrid Mechanics was...
In a moment of panic, the overloaded server, unable to tell Danny from Tanzy, striped their bits in an alternating sequence in a single location, such that for a brief, wonderful cpu cycle, Danny felt closer to Tanzy than all the matter in the...
