The great thing about being a writer is we know enough about a subject for laypeople to think we are know-it-alls and just little enough for experts to think we are idiots.
Take space exploration. Please.
Continue reading “World Building, or A Collection Of Headaches”
Ever write something, feel really good about it, post it, then after a few days go back and read the article only to discover a glaring typo that stops the flow dead in its tracks? You have? Do what I do!
Drink!
It was said that writing is the most solitary of artistic endeavors. I cannot remember who said that.
Was it that guy at the bus station? No, he had some interesting (and gross) proposals for me but no real insight. Probably someone at a coffee house. Notions like that flow heavily in a coffee house. Starbucks, yes, but even more so in local coffee houses, where people will pin you down into a black hole conversation of “no corporate coffee!” that is so dense that not even insight can escape.
In every story, in every novel, there is a primary character. This character is the only TRUE protagonist and everyone else is merely supporting this character on their journey.
That protagonist is the narrator.
…In which I explain the joke and therefore rob it of all power.
“The Rabbit’s Last Stand” is a small project that hopped out of my control, and good thing too. It started off as a lark, turned into a writing prompt, and ended as a story with an actual end.
