Write What You Know

Recently, I’ve been hearing authors trying to tell me that I need to write what I know. By that they mean, since I’m a white, heterosexual male – I need to write stories following white, heterosexual males because I don’t know what its like to be transgender, gay, female, etc.

And to that I say, “Fuck off.”

Why?

First, you don’t tell me – EVER – what I can and cannot write. I hate it when people do this with me concerning my art. It’s mine. I can do what ever I want. If you don’t like it or don’t agree with my view point, fuck off. Don’t read it. Or give me some good, constructive feedback and I’ll improve it – but never, ever tell me that I can’t do something.

Secondly, the idea that people cannot write outside of themselves is absolute bullshit. J.K. Rowling’s main character was a boy named Harry Potter. I think most of those people reading this would agree she did a great job with his character, correct? Mary Shelly wrote Frankenstein, a story about a mad MALE scientist and she did a great job with it, right? Anne Rice, the Vampire Chronicles are all male characters written by a woman author – she did okay, right? What about men? Jeffrey Eugendies wrote about a transgender in Middle Sex, Ian McEwan did Atonement, etc.

Truth is, looking back at history, there have been people of different races, genders, and nationalities writing and creating characters way beyond their ‘personal’ knowledge base. Black authors writing about the white experience, whites writing about Latino struggles in LA, and so it goes.

Writers are able to do this and do it successfully. Most writers write stories about people they want to know or understand more about so don’t have an issue researching different cultures and people to write their stories.

Shit, I took a Female Voice writing class in school to learn how women think and act to improve my female characters in my books. You read any of my stuff and you’ll find strong female characters – and gay! In my novel HOLY CRAP AND THE JUDGMENT DAY BLUES, my main character is a homosexual author. To learn more about the gay experience, I interviewed a friend of mine who is gay and got a ton of information. I researched hate crimes and even watched gay porn. It all helped me write I very strong and realistic gay character, and taught me more, as a human, about the gay experience.

Third, don’t restrict your creative freedom! Everyone is out to stop you these days it seems, but as writers, never let them. Write what you like and about who you like no matter the skin color, sexual orientation, or whatever. Once you start self-censoring yourself out of fear your artistic freedom is dead.

So to all those people telling me to write about the white experience ONLY because I’m white – go eat a bag full of fish sticks, because it isn’t going to happen. The people saying this foolishness are people who fail to understand that the human experience is shared and the story we write is unique to the one writing it.

We can all write a story in the Star Wars universe, even using the same characters, and I promise you each and every single one of them (outside of the character names) would be unique.

In the meantime, please go check out my novel THE WRETCHED over on Amazon for those lonely nights where you got nothing to read.

Or get my short story, THE FALLEN, for free until May 11th at the link here.


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Over the Hill

Hey guys – just a heads up and short update here. This next Tuesday, I’m turning 41. I’m not going to do much of a celebration outside of seeing Endgame and drinking a couple of Guinness while I wonder WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!!!

For those reading this who are young, I’m talking under 25 – enjoy your time. Because there is a moment in your life when God flips this big, mean switch that makes time just shoot past. I mean you blink and you got hair growing out of your ears, a juicy midsection, and saggy fucking balls (if your a dude).

It sucks.

Next year, when I turn 42, I’m going to reward myself with a huge party – because 42 baby. For those who haven’t read Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, its a very special number in the book (which is one of my favorites). And if you are one of those people who never read the book – what the fuck is wrong with you. Stop reading this and go get a copy right now, here’s a link.

But there is another reason to celebrate my birthday this year, a giveaway. We all like free shit, right? Well, on May 7th, I will be giving away my short story THE FALLEN away over on Amazon for a very limited time. You can download the book for free for 3 days and 3 days only.

So post it on your calendar so you don’t miss this chance to wet the bed after reading my horrifying, end-of-the-world story full of all that wicked shit you come to love (or hate) from me.

And also, please check out my novel THE WRETCHED. Sorry, but that one isn’t free. I need money to support my hooker habit.

First #1 on Amazon

Hey guys, just wanted to put this up before I forget – like my wife says, I’d forget my head if it wasn’t already bolted on.

My short story, THE FALLEN, recently reached #15 over on Amazon. Sure, looking at it now, you’ll see it sank deeper than the Bud in James Cameron’s classic Sci-Fi movie, The Abyss, but it was as high as 15. To have a book go that high, even if it was only for a few days, was an incredibly feeling.

It just goes to show that hard work, dedication to craft, and confidence in yourself can go a long way. I hope this will not be the only time my book reaches that high, but I’ll enjoy the moment while it lasts.

The Fallen is 99 cents or free if you have Kindle Unlimited. I really hope you will check it out and give it a read. It’s a lot of fun and packed full of my sick and twisted humor and horror my fan(s) have come to expect and love out of me.

So check it out!

First Time Speaking on A Panel

A couple weeks back, I was privileged to be a speaker at Wordfest 2019 with a ton of other excellent writers. And not just as a guest, but as an actual speaker – it was truly unbelievable. In one day, I was a guest on two panels:

“Demystifying the Writing Process”

“What I Wish I’d Known”

The first one, Demystifying, was all about the writing process. Not only was able to give advice to writers of various levels, I was also able to learn a lot from those on the panel. I’ll admit, during this one, I was a little nervous. I did more listening than I did actual speaker, but when I spoke, I did so with all the gusto of a Greek God.

Before speaking, I tried to plan my words and example carefully – I didn’t want to to say something that would make me look stupid in front of all my writing peers. I don’t think I did – but I suppose you would have to ask other panelist for their opinion.

The second one, which deal with hindsight, I did a lot better. I was more relaxed and on point, and being so, talked a lot more. I managed to impress a few people, who later approached me for booking speaking events at their schools, etc. It was pretty cool.

Right now, I’m waiting to see if I get to be one of the honored speakers at the Dallas Writers Conference in June. I applied for a few topics and have been waiting forever it seems a response. I’m either in or out (Pray for me).

Once I know, I’ll let you know.

In the meantime, I am not confirmed for the Frisco Book Fest on May 11th at the Frisco Public Library, from 1 to 5pm. I’m not sure who else will be there, but I know its a bunch of local illustrators and authors. I’m super excited – I think I’m one of the only few there that does horror and black humor works. I’m planning to use a black table cloth at my table a show off my horror Pop’s and toys to make me stand out more. So if you are in the area, please come by, purchase a book, and get a picture with this sexy beast!!!

Or not.

I do apologize for the lateness in posts recently – work has been super busy. But I’m going to try and get back on schedule for it moving forward.

I’m planning to talk about writer’s block, giving presentations and talks as a writer, and how to sell drugs in gender neutral bathrooms for fun and profit. In the meantime, stay sexy San Diego.

Rise of the Skywalker

Are you kidding me?

Someone kick me in the nuts please , because I think I’m dreaming. Did the new Star Wars trailer just come out and is it really called, Rise of the Skywalker?!

Way to spit in the face of the Star Wars fans Disney – I mean you killed fucking Luke in the last movie, after raping him in the ass with spiky cucumbers in the Last Jedi. I know it has its fans, but I’m not one of them. The Last Jedi can suck my stubby dick.

When the new Star Wars trailer dropped on Friday, I had no idea. I remember counting down the day for the Last Jedi trailer – I couldn’t wait to see what would happen next in the new Star Wars films having loved The Force Awakens. Sure it wasn’t a perfect film, but compared to the Last Jedi, its fucking Gone with the Wind!

But I watched the trailer and wasn’t surprised to find all the nuggets to get the Star Wars fan base excited. Flash of old ass Lando and then end the trailer with the Emperor’s laughter – boom, bang, got’em!

You didn’t get me.

First, Land does nothing for me. I know he’s in the movie just to put asses in seats, because Disney knows they need some good old fashioned nostalgia! You know what they should have done, have the original cast reunite in the first fucking movie!!! How cool would have been to see the original heroes back in black and kicking First Order ass? You can introduce new characters around them, not bring them in only to kill them off one by one.

When I heard the Emperor’s laugh, I cringed. I swear the only way they can market these movies and to drum up money after the Last Jedi is throw in everything to get the nerds wet.

Well I’m not biting Disney.

The Last Jedi killed this new trilogy for me personally and will probably pass on seeing this one on the big screen. The movie that has me most excited this year is a zombie, comedy called THE DEAD DON’T DIE. That looks good. So does the new Tarantino movie, Once Upon A Time In Hollywood. Those movies can have my money – but Star Wars: Rise of the Skyfucker can fuck the hell off.

#notmystarwars

I’m Not Dead Yet

Hey guys, just letting you know that I’m still alive.

I know its been a short while since my last post, but there is some good reason for it – I was sick. Not dying, but still sick. I had a fever for a couple of days and when it finally cleared, I got super busy with work and a few other things.

I know, imagine that, a writer with a life outside of his basement!

I will be posting a longer article shortly – so please be patient for that. In the meantime, be happy, tonight is Wrestlemania 35!!!

Become a Rhino

One thing you need to have in order to be a successful writer is a thick skin. First of all, let me just say, you’ll never make it in this business if you’re thin skinned. Why? Because not everyone is going to like your book.

Some people will say it sucks.

I remember when I self-published my first book, HOLY CRAP AND THE JUDGMENT DAY BLUES, over on Amazon – I was excited. I couldn’t wait to put my baby out there for mass consumption. In my head, I believed it would be this awesome bestseller and the reviews would all be spectacular. And while it sold, the few copies I managed to push, I waited for the praise to come rolling in.

The wait was agonizing in and of itself, but when the first ones came in, I was thrilled. I got a handful of four and five star reviews! I was on cloud nine, floating above the world on wings of pure amber. And then, like Icarus, I flew to close to the sun and got burned. I fell from the sky like the Fallen Star and hit the earth with my first negative review.

One fucking star. It was like getting shot.

When I read the comments, I was enraged. I wanted to email the reviewer and curse them out, I wanted to blow up their house and set fire to their children. I wanted payback. I remember reading the review a handful of times with my blood boiling – I even started writing a response to their heartless review. How dare they criticize my book and point out its flaws!

And then I stopped.

What was the point writing these people back? I mean, art is subjective. What works for one person isn’t going to work for another person, right? Some grammar errors easily overlooked by one person might really throw a person for a loop and take them right out of the story. It wasn’t the reviewers fault they didn’t like the book, it was mine as the author. Their points were as valid as the positive ones and I had to embrace that.

I stopped writing the hateful response. I calmed down. Not entirely, I mean when I go back and re-read it I still get a little upset. Its like you’re showing off you baby at work when one of your colleagues comes over and says, “That’s one ugly fucking baby.”

I will tell you more of my encounters with bad reviews and critiques in the upcoming blogs, but I thought I’d share this little bit of a truth nugget. Be ready for it, is all I’m saying. And if you can’t take negative feedback, don’t publish. Because you’re going to get it in fucking spades, especially on the internet.

Ride out your emotion. Know its okay to be disappointed and saddened by bad reviews. Hell, get mad. But then absorb it, take it in and analyze it carefully, constructively, and with an open mind and a gentle heart.

Then grow.

And if you run into them in the real world, punch them in the face.

My First Panel

This past weekend I had the honor of attending Wordfest 2019 as a guest panelist. This was my first time, as a writer, to speak at an event.

And it was awesome.

I’ll admit, the first panel I sat on, I was nervous. Super nervous. Next to me was a Nebula Award winner and a writer I really respect and love (she’s a great speaker) Amanda Arista. I was honored to be among them and love spending our measly 45 minutes together.

In front of us was a packed house of about 50 writers, who dream of publishing their little babies some day, and were looking to us to help as if we were their personal literary messiahs.

But once the questions got rolling and everyone settled in, the first 45 minutes went by at Warp Factor 5. Before I knew it, it was over. I think the best advice I gave the people in attendance, my inspirational truth nugget:

“If you want to be a writer – write! Stop wasting time and giving yourself excuses to avoid it and get to fucking work.”

I didn’t say fuck – but I wanted to.

Beyond a doubt, if you want to be a success, you need invest time and effort on your craft by doing the following things:

1.) Write (set a reasonable goal and achieve it everyday – mine is at least 500 words)

2.) Read (if you’re not reading, then your not growing as writer.)

3.) Join a Writers Group (join a group that you feel comfortable in – one that has both published and unpublished authors, who give great advice.)

4.) Write more (duh)

5.) Go to Writer’s Conferences (network, network, network)

I had a second panel the same day, later in the morning. This one was a lot of fun, because I got talk about the rude awakening that was my first writer’s class in college (a tale I’ll weave for ya’ll on another dark and stormy night).

All in all it was fantastic and I loved every minute of the event. I met some great people, and a few strange. I learned a lot about the craft of writing and hung out with some amazing authors. I also got a few offers to go to some other writing events, which I am very interested in pursuing a bit later, so yeah, it was a great weekend.

Coming up, I will be telling you the tales of my college days as well as some groovy background insight into my novel THE WRETCHED, so please look forward to that. My goal is to write a new blog entry every 2 to 3 days pending on workload and inspiration.

Thanks for reading!

Public Speaking Event Blues

Hello, dear readers, just an update.

Tomorrow, I am the humble guest on two writing panels at Wordfest 2019. I’m pretty excited, seeing as this is the first time I’m actually going as more than just an unpublished author seeking guidance.

Now I’m giving guidance!

There is a link below, so if you’re in the area and want to meet your favorite author on the planet, come out. I’ll be signing books and inspiring minds!

Isn’t that scary?

A little.

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And just a friendly reminder – buy my book.

It’s good.

Link is here for KINDLE

If you want a physical copy, which are my favorites, click the link and you can find a kick ass copy for purchase. Please buy the book Barnes and Noble think is too offensive for their precious shelves.

Tear the Wall Down

This is going to piss people off, and you know what, I don’t care. What I’m about to say needs to not only be heard, but accepted. Are you listening?

Good.

Inclusivity is bullshit.

There has been a major push in recent years for all artistic mediums to be more inclusive. Agents in major publishing houses are now actively looking for under represented writers for their author lists instead of good books written by talented creators. There is an active demand for books with gay romances at their core, transgender main characters, and more diversity in a book’s cast of characters. Usually this stuff doesn’t bother me, I could care less about the gender or race of a character (or writer), so long as the story is good.

But that isn’t what’s happening.

Agents, editors, even writers – have now and gone putting political agendas and ideologies at the forefront of their work rather than carefully weaving it into a beautifully crafted narrative. The character’s trait isn’t three-dimensional, but solely based on their sexual orientation or racial identity.  

And its bullshit.

When I was kid growing up in the 80’s, I was tall and extremely skinny.

I was jealous of toothpicks.

People thought I was dying of testicular cancer and my balls hadn’t even dropped yet. Back then, heroes in comics and films were massive body builder types like Arnold Schwarzenegger, Sylvester Stallone,  Hulk Hogan, and fucking Mr. T. I never looked at these icons and thought, “Where is my representation? Where is a skinny, sickly fuck to save the world?”

Comics were no different.

And you know what, I didn’t give a damn so long as the story they told was captivating.

People forget why we read, watch movies, and dive headlong into a videogame. It isn’t to find my representation or someone who looks like me. But to escape.

I used to live in China, during the whole Harry Potter craze. And I kid you not, everyone in China was reading those books, and getting lost in the adventures of some of the whitest fucking characters ever be put to page.

Do you think they gave a shit there weren’t many Asian characters in the book to relate to? Fuck no. They loved the adventure, the magic, and the world created by J.K. Rowling. Do blacks get upset that there are no black hobbits in Lord of the Rings? Do Latino’s bitch and moan that their aren’t more Latino’s in in Star Trek? No, because the story being told is great.

The only people who get upset are sad, sacks of shit whose entire identity is based on their race, gender, or sexual orientation. The rest of us can let go and enjoy stories told about other races and sexes with reckless abandon. When I watched the Color Purple, I don’t sit there going – where’s the fucking white dude!? I got lost in the tale and expertly written characters.

And those saying, “We need more Asian representation in movies,” are fucking dumb. China, Japan, and Korea have a rich, thriving film industry that produces great content for that demand. Hell, you want to watch good zombie flicks stop watching the bullshit made in the US and start watching Korean programs like the Train to Busan or Kingdom! The Walking Dead has nothing on these properties.

And if you want to talk about representation, I saw a bunch of movies while living in China, and in those movies white characters are always either villains or fucking retarded. Sure, I rolled my eyes more times than I would want while watching a Chinese film, but it never offended me. I’m still a huge fan of Chinese Sword Fantasies and Hong Kong cinema from the late 80’s and 90’s.

If you want to be a good writer, create characters that fit your narrative and make them interesting, with flaws and goals and a fucking character arch! If you have political ideas you want to explore, do it smartly – like Orwell in 1984 or John Carpenter’s They Live. It can be done. And it can be done creatively and effectively.

As a writer, as a fucking artist, don’t feel pressured to twist your nipples to add diversity or inclusivity into the book your writing. Just write. And write well. In my novel, Holy Crap and the Judgment Day Blues, I have a gay protagonist. I didn’t do it to get woke points or for some political agenda, I did it because it fit the narrative.

So write.

Create.

And remember, inclusivity is bullshit.