Human Nature

  • Whispers of the Desert 2

    The three keystones to the story, Whispers of the Desert, are laid down. In the Opening we received the back story of the woman who now lies brutally murdered in the bowl of stones. The story opens with an excerpt from Isaiah the Old Testament Prophet describing the iniquity of the Israelites. And now sometime…

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  • “Beware he whose reputation is burnished bright, oft times the darkness is hidden by the polished light.” – Robert Reid, The Empress: I’m still on this WordPress, I said – they said, sibling rivalry. Here is a link to the latest news; however, this is the view from the other side in the article published by…

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  • My post about the troubles in WordPress Paradise received some questions on how to back up WordPress content. The quick answer is with great pain and panic attacks galore.

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  • Whispers of the Desert

    The opening scene of the book Whispers in the Desert introduces the antagonist and his secret plan to take property and control the city.

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  • Word Salad Saturday

    We explore ways to ruin your story with word salads and infinite telling not showing. I introduce the reader to my twelve most popular writing mistakes and general FUBAR efforts.

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  • How to Write a Novel

    I continue to share my newest and greatest discoveries on how to write a novel.

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  • Welcome to My Head Elves

    As promised, I will outline my creative chaos into a well-ordered system of nonsense in hopes that you might find a long list of things you should never do in your creative process.

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  • Paint Me

    Paint Me is about Gunnar and his wife, who live in the Alpine Mountains of Switzerland with their cat, Gaston.

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  • The Warrior Ethos

    Some years ago, I collaborated with an author writing a fictional story about a village of supernatural beings hidden deep in East Europe. The beings were the result of Soviet experiments carelessly monitored. The author chose Hyperion for the protagonist as a wink to me and my chosen nom de guerre.

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  • So how do we know if we are sniffing BS or a finely crafted scotch whiskey made from peated barley? One way to know is the careful observation that some buffoon has their metaphorical butt in your face demanding you change your entire life to acknowledge their fantasy as your reality.​

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