I think I’ve discovered something new, and I think I’m gonna call it Robert E. Howard Syndrome. For those of you who are unaware, Robert E. Howard was a pulp writer in the late 1930’s, a very fascinating individual. He was an asthmatic child, but...
This is the first essay in a series of essays called The Cult of Mediocrity, about my general dislike of the state of literary fiction, where it went wrong, and how to tell deep, thoughtful, and inspiring stories without falling into these errors. One of the most...
A while back, I did a little overview of a minor clash between some people in the Superversive camp at Superversive SF and some of the Pulp Revolutionaries over a book review, and in it, I laid out five qualities for a work being Superversive. They were:...
There was a time when I was suffering from a bout of spiritual darkness. A habitual sin, strong enough to be an addiction, had taken over my life. But, by God’s grace, I had been freed from it, though the scars and wounds it had left are still disappearing. But...
Friend and good-natured troll Jon Del Arroz recently wrote about his experience with Tor’s blog, and it was on something that was bothering me for a while. Here was the paragraph that struck me. Unfortunately, the promise that Tordotcom made in #SpaceOperaWeek...
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