In conversation with a good friend, and what came up was a question which was worth asking:
What stops you from supporting my work? Or engaging with me on here?
It sounds awful doesn’t it? However, in my defence, a writer wants to be read. If you’re a parent, it relates to that combination of intense protective instinct and also narcissistic validation but without the raw biological wonder of it.
Still, no one owes me anything. However, there’s a few of you out there and whether you’re reading or not, 1300 plus people is a good crowd. The analogy of a gig comes to mind, I’m on stage and in front of the microphone. (Good writing is a lot like burlesque but that image is too distracting) and I’m wondering who’s listening. Who goes home and posts they enjoyed it or it sucked.
Indulge me, if you’d be so kind.
- The Ron Brandywood Capers – 2023
- The Lilith: An Excerpt.
- Old Soldiers
- A Sky of Broken Smiles
- Watching and Reading.
There is also the mailing list which is here:
And, of course, books.