So the Fort Black Thrillers have been a story long in the making. A crazy, once in a lifetime career followed by a wild plunge into a quirky lifestyle.
Not something likely to be dreamed up by AI anytime soon…
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Thoughts from the road.
Cape Perpetua – The Making of the Fort Black Thrillers
Not long before I started the Fort Black Thrillers, I was contemplating walking away from writing…
How to Become a Meme – The Making of the Fort Black Thrillers
I am in no way my protagonist, Kade Black. A former FBI Agent traveling the country in a deathtrap RV he lovingly calls Hindy (short for Hindenburg) searching for wrongs to right and mysteries to solve.
Or am I…
R.I.P. Cormac McCarthy
But most authors, when asked, will tell you about the works of complete strangers that give them the most inspiration. People respected for their work because they knew precisely that – how to put words on a page that would take root in the souls of readers. Communicate big ideas across vast and unknown distances with shocking clarity.
For me, Cormac McCarthy was one of those writers…
Stories Underfoot…
I enjoy the part where I take a rough draft and shine it up… The finishing. The top coat. Tease out the story from all the ideas. Part exploration, part investigation, it’s a reminder how stories are everywhere if you just look hard enough…
A Visit to the NPC Factory
We’ve left the mysterious streets and cobblestone lanes of Providence behind for the pleasant weather out on Cape Cod. We’re actually on the Plymouth side of the Cape Cod Canal. One heavily backed up bridge away from the cape itself…. Read More ›
A Woeful Abomination
We resolved to continue our journey for we could think of no better backdrop for our grim destination. Our first stop, a cemetery where we would view the final resting place of the master of cosmic horror and dread, Howard Phillips Lovecraft…
News from the Rhode
Come on, we all love puns. Write? Okay, apologies for that one… Transitioning back into nomad mode hasn’t been as rough as I worried it might be. I’ll be the first to admit I was uncertain. COVID really altered the… Read More ›
Spring? In the White Mountains?
In my last post, I mentioned preparing to get our nomad life up and running once again. Well, last weekend we completed the move out of our colonial sanctuary and are finally back in our primary residence, the wheeled adventure lodge known as Discovery.
Confused yet?
Ready to Hit the Trails…
We’ve survived.
If you recall, us southerners purchased a property up north. Far north. About as far as you can go before we have to change citizenship.
As the timing would have it, we ended up spending the winter here too. Lots of cozy days and nights spent by the wood stove. Even a brief dip down to wind chills of -27…
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