Posted inInstigation

Dark Promptings: Alone in the Dark with Mary SanGiovanni

"Dark Promptings" is a special series of guest-written creative writing prompts, aimed at sparking the imagination's gasoline for writers from any genre...but with a dark or devious discoloration, just like the Instigation department at Gorelets.com. The guest contributors are folks who wrote articles appearing in my fat new non-fiction book for fiction writers of all kinds, Many Genres, One Craft: Lessons in Writing Popular Fiction, making a stop here at gorelets.com as part of their Virtual Book Tour across the web. (You can find my own VBT essays elsewhere). Writers and creative people: drop on by our book's meaty weblog…
August 7, 2011Posted inInstigation2 Comments
Posted inData+Errata

New on Pedablogue: QR Codes and my Campus Office Door

Of possible interest to students and teachers: Over on my education-oriented weblog, Pedablogue, I posted a brief description of how I'm planning to use QR Codes to set up office hours this coming Fall at Seton Hill University. Pretty geeky stuff. Locker room pictures on my office door, for the curious: haunting cover photo from Liberal Education magazine's special issue on The Humanities, Winter 2010; portrait of Vincent Price with uncanny double-eyes by Kelly Hutchison; the QR codes mentioned in Pedablogue; the fantastic Einstein-Monroe Optical Illusion by Aude Oliva.
August 2, 2011Posted inData+Errata
Posted inArnzen News

Podcast Interview with Author Magazine Online

Heidi Ruby Miller and I had a lot of fun in this chatty and informative 1/2 hour podcast interview for Author Magazine about our non-fiction book for authors, Many Genres, One Craft: Lessons in Writing Popular Fiction. The interview was conducted by Jeff Ayers, who also interviewed us for The Big Thrill journal last month. [Cross-posted from the Social Network]
July 25, 2011Posted inArnzen News1 Comment
Posted inGorelets: Unpleasant Poems

Fortune Cookie: A Parable

The waiter brought us our check on a little silver tray, bowing while politely setting it beside my plate. Atop the scribbled paper were two fortune cookies, wrapped in wax paper, which suggested they were homemade. "Oooh," Paul said from across the table, reaching out. I playfully slapped his hand away. "I already told you, Paul. Dinner's on me." He kept his hand wavering in the air. "That doesn't mean you get all the cookies." He went for the tray again. I moved it out of his reach -- which was fairly easy because he was sloshed on pear wine.…
July 25, 2011Posted inGorelets: Unpleasant Poems3 Comments