I’ve fancied the idea of being a writer for over a decade. I’ve written articles, dozens of short stories, countless pages of revision, and have already started my third novel, but I still don’t really consider myself to truly be a writer yet. Ray Bradbury, John D Macdonald, David Eddings—among countless others no doubt—all bandy the same idea on the subject, and it goes like this:
“Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin.”
It seems I have barely begun.
Legends of Sora (Book 1) – status: (Final Draft Complete)
- Dearest to my dreams, a fantasy series I have had jangling around my skull for so long it is a wonder I was ever able to focus on anything else. It has pirates, sailing, adventure, mysteries aplenty, endless delightful lore, an enthralling cast of characters, and more twists than a 20lb sea-salt shaker.
Eating and Dreaming – status: (First Draft nearing completion)
- This one is about me. More to the point, it is a creative non-fiction account of how I lost 265lbs in just under eighteen months between the ages of 20 and 22. Would you like to know more? Follow the link.
Legends of Sora (Book 2) – status: (First Draft)
- This continues the tale of Valeo, Breeze, Beard, and all the rest as they scramble to discover the whereabouts of the Fayts before time runs clean. The crew of The Fallen Phoenix must deal with treachery both from without and also within as they race across the world, chasing their only lead. They must journey straight into The Reach, where the Rageborn are at war and tremendous revelations lie in wait, ready to shake the crew to their very cores . . . if they can survive them.
Broc Sewell 