Tag Archive: Neil Gaiman


Last week, I tried out blogging by tweet, so here I go again!  This time, I talked about Writer’s Restraint starting at 5 PM CST on June 30, 2014.

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Now That I Am Dead…

Having seen Neil Gaiman’s post about the passing of Iain Banks, I wanted to explore my own goals.  It’s hard for someone to keep going in a creative field, especially in hard times.  So, in honor of those who spend their lives making good art, I try to do the same.

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What Makes a Villain?

A few nights ago, business was slow and I ended up having a lengthy discussion with my store manager about villains.  Not simple bad guys or characters who are shades of gray–villains.  He and I discussed movies, but, being a writer, I thought it would be much more interesting to turn that question toward books.

So, I ask, Who are your top five villains from books? Continue reading

A guest post by Daniel Campisi.

I never used to be voracious reader.

A funny trait for a writer I know. I love books and stories, and always have since I was a boy, and I loved to read. However, as I grew older my appetite for literature lessened.  It got to the point where I would go months at a time without picking up and reading a single page of a book. To this day I’ve never read many classics of fiction that most people are forced to read in school.  Maybe I took the wrong classes, or maybe the right ones depending on your point of view. Continue reading

The Voice

I’ve heard a writer’s voice is one of the most important things about their craft.  You always know when you’ve read on of Neil Gaiman’s metaphors.  You know when the text is phonetic and southern, it’s Mark Twain.  If you see a lot of second person or exceptional detail describing hand-to-hand combat, it has to be Greg Rucka.  Should you be reading prose that paints a setting out of emotions as well as visuals, you have to be reading Guy Gavriel Kay.

So, I ask myself, what voice makes my prose distinct? Continue reading

Felurian, Please Go Away

I’m still reading The Wise Man’s Fear, but that almost changed today.  For about four days, I’ve been reading through Kvothe’s encounters with the dread Felurian, a Fae so powerful that any man who sleeps with her dies or loses his mind.  Since Kvothe’s escape is something mentioned on the back cover of The Name of the Wind, his dealings with Felurian are more about what happens between them.

Before I go much further, I must say Patrick Rothfuss is a masterful writer, regardless of what else I might say here.  I don’t get swept away reading a book any more, at least not enough where I loose track of time; with The Wise Man’s Fear, this has happened no less than twice. Continue reading

Books I Like

This is probably a primer for another post.  I’ll let you decide.

I’ve read a great many books in my life.  You might think that they would be fantasy or science fiction, but, with one exception, this was not the case until I hit college.  Before then, I read Stephen King and John Grisham.  King and Grisham, Grisham and King.  Before them were a handful of other works, between them came school reading and The Hobbit. Continue reading