Why I Love Retold Fairy Tales
February 13, 2018
Fairytales aren’t for children. … More Why I Love Retold Fairy Tales
Snow Falling on Palm Trees
January 4, 2018
I’ve spent the past few years living on islands. When I talk about my life to people who don’t understand the circumstances, I often find that part hard to explain. It doesn’t quite feel real. Even now that I’ve closed that chapter and my wife and I have moved back to Massachusetts, I still can’t … More Snow Falling on Palm Trees
Compass Rose gets a cover and I might be Dr. Frankenstein
November 18, 2017
Is there anything more satisfying than seeing your creation come alive? Not to sound like Dr. Frankenstein, but Mary Shelley had the right idea. I look at the cover of Compass Rose, and I want to throw up my hands and shout, “it’s alive!” to the thunder. I don’t, of course. At least not in … More Compass Rose gets a cover and I might be Dr. Frankenstein
Writing Climate Fiction Just Got (More) Personal
September 6, 2017
The protagonist in my upcoming novel, Compass Rose, takes a rather blasé approach to hurricanes. She would, since I equipped her with the technology to simply slip below the waves, barring technical difficulties, at the first sign of a storm. Throughout the novel, hurricanes are mentioned in passing the way most of us talk about normal … More Writing Climate Fiction Just Got (More) Personal
Why We Need Dystopian Fiction
August 17, 2017
Lately, watching the news feels a little bit like reading a near-future dystopian fiction novel. As a writer, I find this fascinating. As a citizen, well, let’s just say that hurricanes are fascinating, too, in their destructive power, but that does not mean I want to live through one. Speculative fiction has always lurked on … More Why We Need Dystopian Fiction
Write The Stories You Want To Read
May 19, 2017
When I was hovering on the cusp of an unfortunate adolescence, a teacher had our class create time capsules. The prompt, I recall, had something to do with warning our future selves away from the dangers of drugs and alcohol. My twelve-year-old self had other ideas. I got the time capsule back halfway through college … More Write The Stories You Want To Read
