Wow, that whole linear time thing does sure happen, doesn't it? A year ago, Saving the Date was released. It was a couple of "firsts" for me, too: my first co-authored work (alongside Angela S. Stone, who wrote the Zach POV chapters) and my first brush with a multi-author shared-world series (the 1Night Stand series … Continue reading Book Birthday: Saving the Date
This image from Friday Flash Fics made me think of Bailey Haliburton, from Of Echoes Born. She's mentioned in "The Psychometry of Snow" (and there's fallout in that story to what happens here), and she appears in "A Little Village Magic" (years later from the events here). I wanted to explore her beginnings a little … Continue reading Friday Flash Fics — Bailey Haliburton is Going to Prom
It's that most wonderful time of the year again. I checked my mailbox and there it was. The envelope from the Canada Council for the Arts, with the blue cheque from the Public Lending Right Program. The what, you might ask? The Public Lending Right Program was put into place by the Canada Council for … Continue reading Hey Canuck Authors, it’s PLR Time!
I read Binti a couple of years ago, I loved it, which told such a brilliant story. I'd sort of squirrelled away Home, the next novella in the series, for some unknown "later" when I'd need a novella I knew would be amazing. That time came in mid-winter this year, when I hit a wall of … Continue reading Sunday Shorts—Home by Nnedi Okorafor
Okay, so this isn't a flash fiction piece. It's a short story. Normally, I try to keep my Friday Flash Fics pieces around or below 1,500 words or so, but this story just kept going. The picture reminded me of an idea I'd once tried to work into a novella, about a house existing outside … Continue reading Friday “Flash” Fics — 9 a.m. Monday, Sharp
I am not gonna lie. When a reader gets exactly what you were trying to do, it’s a magical moment.
Oh man. Oh MAN. So – I love short stories. They’re wonderful to rea to master, and the best ones leave you just wanting more.
Interconnected short stories are even better. Stories that share a few characters here and there, similar themes, trickling with the slow realization that this is really all the same story, told bit by bit, piece by piece. Lives don’t go from beginning to end – they unfold, and bump into each other, leaving little blooms of colour along the way.
I’m waxing poetic. But the point is, Of Echoes Born is really, really fucking good. I think what’s really astonishing me about it is that it’s an unusual kind of good – it’s the type of book I don’t think I’ve encountered before, and I don’t imagine I’ll see again. (Unless I can tempted Monsieur Burgoine into another. I shall prepare the cupcakes.) Nathan Burgoine…
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