The road to hell is paved with adverbs

Yesterday, I saw a quote attributed to Stephen King. It was one of those helpful-not-helpful “writer” memes on Pinterest. It goes like this: “The road to hell is paved with adverbs.” What the what? How can you just deny the usefulness of an entire category of word? These are those colorful little word friends that hobble about with “-ly” at the end and are used to describe verbs or adjectives. They even have their own special little place on sentence diagrams. (Yes, I was/am a HUGE grammar nerd and LOVED diagramming sentences.) It’s like that trick: Quick: Don’t think of...

Book Review Monday’s

So, I’m off from my “day” job on Mondays. I like to read other people’s books when I’ve done having one sided conversations with my laptop about the quality of the prose I’m turning out for the Allies and Enemies series. Also, I feel compelled to help out other members of the indie author community. (I’m getting better at keeping a straight face while referring to myself as an author.) Anyway, what do these things have in common? Reviews, I say. Book reviews. So, here’s the deal:  Every Monday I’ll write a book review and post it here to my...

Another Fine Idea: Print on Demand

Here’s an exciting bit of news: I’ve decided to give print on demand a try for Allies and Enemies. Only a few days ago, I contracted a designer to finish up the cover art and I’ve pushed the “go” button to have the formatting done for the book interior for Amazon’s Create Space. By the end of the month, I should be dangerously close to having an actual physical book of my book. (One of the actual instances in which the over-used term “literally” would be well… literal.) I’m very excited about this, considering that I’ll have actual access to...

Seeing stars: Amazon Reviews

I admit it. I was the kid in class that reminded teacher that he or she had forgotten we were supposed to have a quiz that day. This made me wildly unpopular. It was just part of who I was/am. Besides, my main motivation was to get those wonderful little “A”s sketched across the top of my page of loose leaf. If I were to look at them now, I’d recognize them as the scrawl of an exhausted teacher and ultimately useless. But at the time, those precious “A”s looked like tiny Rembrandts, my personal masterpiece and evidence that someone...