The 5th annual “Take 190 West” is an arts festival in Killeen Texas with sculptors, artists, and authors, including young authors. It will be held at the Killeen Civic and Conference Center (click for map), and I hope you will come out and engage in a little art appreciation while visiting my table for a signed copy of The Former Hero.
Incidentally, the book has received a complete updating with numerous typos removed, a few other interior changes, and an updated cover with bylines from reviewers and other authors on the back. My ‘winner’ medallion from the Texas Association of Authors will also appear on the cover.
The festival is from 10am to 6pm.
I am very pleased to announce that my debut novel The Former Hero has won the 2015 Book Award for Suspense/Thriller from the Texas Association of Authors!
TAA is a major sponsor of the first ever DEAR Texas Book Event, a state-wide program to promote the enjoyment and value of reading. The other winners and I will be announced at the kick-off event at the Texas State Capitol on April 11, 2015.
Then on April 12th bookstores around the state will be hosting DEAR Texas events. TAA authors will be present at many participating bookstores. Your truly will be doing a reading/signing at Malvern Books on April 12, 1-5pm
D.E.A.R. stands for Drop Everything And Read, a program originally created by Harper Collins to encourage people of all ages to read.
Winners will also be featured in C-Spot Magazine.
Trying to Buy My Book?
Texas Association of Authors has my book for sale at a better price and more readily available than Amazon. You can order it at this link.
Austin residents can also buy my book at Book People at 6th and Lamar.
I post this announcement more for the sake of chronicling stuff that is happening with my book. Yes, The Texas Book Club has selected The Former Hero for their February book. I am honored.
I can only suppose that tens of thousands of avid book lovers around the country are reading pirated and bootleg ebook copies of my book this month, not only because sales have not shown a corresponding spike, but because Amazon, in their grand tradition of undermining indie booksellers, continues to tell people that my book is “not available”.
If you are looking for a copy of The Former Hero, please get it from Book People (if you are in Austin) or on discount at the Texas Association of Authors website who has my book ready to ship.
AND STAND BY FOR A BIG ANNOUNCEMENT THIS TUESDAY!!
So today I did what was probably a foolish thing, but I learned from it.
I belong to a private group for writers on Facebook. It has literally thousands of members, over six thousand. Today was designated “First Line Friday,” a day in which everyone is invited to post the first line of their book or story. My mistake was in choosing a controversial, hard to read, experimental short story that I wrote 4 years ago to post.
Why did I bother? I don’t know. I wanted to contribute something. I saw other posts, pithy short sentences mostly.
It was like 6th street in Austin on Saturday night. Teeming masses of people are wandering by, snatching bits of culture and society like so many little smokeys at a Charlie Hebdo support rally. And I chose that open sewage, riverfront sidewalk setting to set out the “first line” of my holy virgin short story, like a bumbling novice, an uncareful steward, an unwatchful eunuch.
What did I expect? I did not know what to expect. I hoped, yes, that people would get it. But I had never contributed to a thing like this before.
The first few comments were 50% appreciative. Some people actually tracked with it. Others admitted that reading is hard, and they skipped it. Alas, reading is not for everyone.
It IS hard to read. Not hard, just demanding. You have to understand, it was something I wrote after finishing a Faulkner novel. Absolom, Absolom, I think it was. And the opening sentence was not brief or pithy. It was longer than most paragraphs. You’d have to see it to understand. And you’d have to have recently come from a funeral, or a Benedictine monastic cell, or else be someone who has the well-trained patience of a lover of poetry.
But as most of you have already surmised, after the first few tentative comments of appreciation and dismissal, the jackals who like to come in a cackle over fresh carcass descended.
Comments started to flow. People who openly manifest themselves as novices, neophytes, wanna-be’s, amateurs, rule-followers, half-wits, posers, would-be lecture circuit speakers, strict grammarians, Stalinist punctuationalists, Fascist spell-checkers, Nazi lexicographers, artists whose aesthetic sense is covered by a thick callous, swooped down and condescendingly informed me that the “first sentence must draw the reader in,” suggesting that my vestal virgin should be submitted as a candidate for the Bulwer-Lytton Award, counseling me to “go back to Hemingway,” and other such freshman-grade formulaic pablum.
I shortly clicked on the “Stop Notifications” button (thank you Facebook for that).
What did I expect? That a bunch of Vampire Romance hacks and 50-Shades-of-Gray Me-Toos are going to slow down long enough to read my divinely inspired utterance? No. No way. Lesson learned.
I threw myself into the mosh pit, and now I’m bandaging up my lacerations. I knew it was a jungle out there. I knew the internet is simply impacted like a sedentary colon with trolls of every sort.
And if I hit the big time some day, I will face this kind of thing every day. Until, like all writers and public figures in any field know, I stop listening to them. I click the “Stop Notifications” button, and silence their empty cavils, and leave them to their mud pies and pee-wine.
So it was good practice.
I have a pretty good run going here with the positive book reviews! The latest one is from San Francisco Book Review who gave it 4.5 stars. Thanks to Maggie Marshall for the good words. Here are some highlights:
“…many fantastic qualities…weaves in mythology, religious allegories and rich characters to create a vivid and intriguing novel…beautifully complex novel with multiple points of view revealing subplot after subplot…if a reader is willing to put in the effort to read this book, unravel its complexities and find the truth, then it will assuredly provide a deep level of enjoyment and satisfaction.”
We need to ask, What is ‘writer’s block?’ And we should be clear, it is not a clinical condition the way it sounds.
Swimmer’s Ear. Tennis Elbow. Tourette Syndrome. Erectile Dysfunction. Writer’s Block.
So-called ‘Writer’s Block’ is a state of mind in which a writer’s brain is not being particularly imaginative. For mere mortals, I think it is fairly common. Quotes you see on Facebook (at least, I have seen) to the effect that for ‘real’ writers there’s no such thing as Writer’s Block are certainly annoying, but more to the point, they are just an expression of arrogance coming from one who apparently has a lot of natural activity in the creative part of the brain. Good for them. But even Hemingway lost it toward the end of this career after having the ability to write great stuff seemingly effortlessly, and then wax philosophic about it.
So I say, let’s take Writer’s Block down a few notches. Don’t resort to pharmaceuticals, and don’t define yourself by it.
When I can’t seem to get the motor running, I use a combination of going somewhere outside of the house, reading literature that I find the most brilliant and stimulating, and then, and this is the main thing, I muscle my way through (I did this yesterday). I sit in front of the blank page/screen for a long time doing nothing but thinking. Then usually after 2 or 3 hours (interrupted by coffee refills, ordering lunch, checking email, going to the bathroom etc.) I give up and just write something stupid:
“Dave was walking down the sidewalk.”
And from there I ask myself, What did Dave see? What interesting thing happened to Dave? And then I come up with, “Dave found something meaningful on the sidewalk” or “Dave had just emerged from donating blood, so he was woozy” or “Dave saw a homeless man lying still and feared that he might be dead…” And away I go.
No joke, it took me 3+ hours to get started because it’s been three weeks since I fed the monkey. I struggled with rereading everything I’d already written (it was a short story), but I knew that would take 20 minutes, and I would feel the need to start editing.
But I couldn’t think of something new and interesting to happen to my character. So I started with something stupid.
This may just be my new Writer’s Mantra. Start with something stupid.
Afterward, you can delete the stupid stuff. No one has to see it. The trick is letting yourself write something stupid. That may be the hardest part of all. Good luck!
Two new reviews of my book came in this week, this time from fellow authors. I sent each a complimentary copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. Both responded with strong praise both for my book and for me as an author. The first was Oliver Chase, author of Blind Marsh and Marsh Island. You can read his review here. He says,
“The reader should save The Former Hero for a dark Saturday night alone and with a glass of wine. Come to think of it, you may not wish to read the book by yourself. Put your latest Stephen King back on the shelf…”
Jeffrey Mays showed me what is in the art of the possible with his debut novel, The Former Hero. I hadn’t read anything as good in the genre of experimental literature since the early ’70s when Ishmael Reed wow’ed me with The Last Days of Louisiana Red. My appetite for classy writing is once again fulfilled.
My thanks go out to both of these guys, who have been at this longer than I have.
You can see links to all of my reviews and award on my Press page.
Hey everyone! Congratulate me today for being a winner in The Author Show contest, “50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading.” The prize for winning is this cool red medallion graphic that you see here.
Before you start fawning over me, clamoring for my autograph, jockeying for position next to me in my elevated status among the pantheon of literary titans, you should know that I have no idea what the criteria for winners were.
I know I was encouraged to solicit votes for myself from you, my facebook friends. It could be simply a popularity contest for the 50 contestants who got the most votes.
I also wrote a short essay about my literary journey; it could have been based on that too. I am certain it had nothing to do with the quality of my book, except that I proved that at least HAVE a book published.
Having said that, I would like to thank everyone who made this prestigious award possible, my manager, my editor, and the cast of thousands without whom I wouldn’t be where I am today. Thanks to the Academy. You like me! You really like me! And thanks to God and my lovely wife. And God bless America.