Bill Ottman has given us one of the greatest gifts ever. Like a junkie I keep checking those dying media places. Help me get my fix. Call me an asshole, tell me I'm stupid. Down vote me if you want, up vote me if you want, remind me when you think I'm brilliant. Anything that keeps me involved, when I'm not writing, is appreciated.
I write stories for grown ups, or mostly grown ups, or just the mentally disturbed.
I talk about politics and social issue; loudly, angrily, and logically. I don't often concern myself with how my views will be taken. On the other side of that, I listen to everyone so long as they are engaging in a conversation, no matter how heated, and not simply shouting down everyone who disagrees with them, convinced they are right. Only morons refuse to listen because they think they have nothing to learn. I accept that I don't know everything and wish more people would do the same.
When I'm making money for someone else I manage people with a focus on team morale and customer satisfaction. I love small companies where people can speak openly and ideals guide policy. So I despise most corporations and avoid giving them my money whenever possible.
Combining all of that, I hate the idea that a writer, or any artist should not talk about their politics or faith. Someone should have mentioned that to Orwell, Bradbury, Huxley, Poe, Shakespeare, etc.
I learned at the knees of the great ones how to tell tales that warn society that they are on a path to darkness and should go no further. yet, like those before me, I don't expect anyone to listen.
Not always safe for work. I swear a lot and have a very dark sense of humor.
Free speech advocate. Did I cover that with author? I used to say not politically correct until jerks who thrive on hate decided to steal that term and make it mean, I'm a some sort of -ist asshole and so is anyone else who says this. I hate censorship in all forms.
I rarely play well with others. Unless you're an artist, I love other artists of all kinds. I can disagree with a person on a personal level and still encourage their creative side. We have enough people asking us what we really want to be when we grow up, no need do it to each other. Though, I get tired of people recycling advice from Twain, King, and Gaiman as if it was both dogma and their own. My advice for artists is, ignore all advice given to you, or take it with a grain of salt. People are telling you how they did or do it, you have to do it your way and stay true to the muse. The world is changing.
Just because I disagree with someone you hate does not mean I agree with you. I tend to hold opinions that upset all sides of the conversation. I am a Constitutional Conservative, look it up. I also have this strange dedication to saving the planet for other peoples' children. Which tends to mean I support progressives, even when I don't agree with them, and think both American political parties are the same party and full of idiots.
I have been known to bite, not always in a good way.
Quick witted, quicker to offer advice, slow to follow yours, even slower to follow my own.
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Currently shopping for an agent/publisher to get my first two books of my science fiction series published.
1st book's teaser:
"A boy dreaming of exploration, Baer D’Alene was snared by birth’s fate and trapped behind the oceanic walls of a floating scientific city called Heaven’s Gate — Earth’s only space elevator. In this golden cage, and beacon of global hope, Baer walks unnoticed amidst tunnel-visioned scientists whose only desire is to save the world, and themselves.
Fourteen and feeling ‘bubble-wrapped’ by the privilege of his old father, he is unable to see the outside world descending into a cataclysmic political, philosophical, and scientific struggle for primacy. When Baer’s naive curiosity pulls his four childhood friends into a dystopian conspiracy, the ensuing whirlwind of secrets and sacrifice rips away his unappreciated privileges. Inexperienced, unqualified, and untested Baer is thrown into the hands of a black-ops team, whose Amazonian operative begrudgingly marshals him through a coup. Unwittingly entangled in the destiny of a nebulous project called ReGenesis, he must fight for a place on humanity’s last life raft. But with his dreams of exploration turning to nightmares, can Baer prove to both a black-ops team and himself that he is worth saving?"