Can it really have been a year since I blogged on Atlantis Fallen? My goodness. I know time has no meaning these days, but that’s too long. I used to love blogging. It was my refuge.
I need to be more visible. I WANT to be more visible. Making the first round of the Self-Published Sci-Fi Contest has reminded me I have something worth selling.
So as an update on what I’ve been doing this year, I wrote an Artist’s Statement:
I joined the Great Resignation, and took early retirement to write full time. None of us have as much time as we thought, so I need to devote mine to using this gift I’ve been given, of storytelling. I told my first story before I could read or write. I dictated it to my mom, and she folded the paper into a little quattro, and I illustrated it. My dad still has it.
The first book I recall reading on my own, for my own pleasure, was a Scholastic Books compendium of Greek myths — the Labors of Hercules, Theseus and the Minotaur. I’m sure that’s what gave me my enduring taste for the fantastic and otherworldly. I write what I read growing up in the 1960s and 70s, the era of Star Trek and the New Wave in science fiction. That’s pulpy, entertaining speculative fiction that also advocates progressive values, and interrogates structures of power and belief. My goal is to entertain people by telling tales of other worlds, which help them think how we could manifest a better world here and now.