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February 18, 2014

New Website

Hi friends! Just wanted to pop in and let you know that my new website is up and running! This is where I'll be from here on out, and where you'll find all my latest news and publications.



Thank you so much for your continued support!

January 2, 2014

5 Good Reasons NOT to Blog

Things have been quiet around here in recent months. I have good reasons. Here is a list of five:

Reason #1: I'm prepping Crooked River for release.

A lot of time and elbow grease goes into getting a book ready to publish. Most of my brain energy is being spent on that right now and at the end of the day I have very little left for writing something interesting or fun about life/books/writing/whatever to fill this empty space. The truth is, at the end of a long day, all I really want to do is eat a bowl of chocolate chip mint ice cream and veg out on bad television. 

Reason #2: I'm writing another novel.

My passion has always been fiction. So when I sit down at my desk at the start of a new day, I will always choose to work on a new story over a blog post. Since I haven't figured out a good way to blend fiction and blogging, then blogging gets kicked down to the bottom of my to-do list where it waits and withers and, ultimately, is forgotten.

Reason #3: I have hobbies and books and books and books to read.

This year I really want to try and get out of the house more. I've been taking up new hobbies and trying to get better at connecting with friends and family. It's important for me to have balance so I don't drift into the unhappy quagmire of working too much and playing too little. Also, my dear friends...my to-read pile is out of control! Out. Of. Control. Time spent blogging is time I could be reading.

Reason #4: There are SO MANY blogs.

I was not the first writer to jump on the blog bandwagon. Nor was I the last, but I certainly don't give it as much time and attention as good blogging deserves. There are much better blogs out there than this one. It's safe to say no one will miss Something To Write About when it finally goes. (Well...my sister might. But maybe with the extra free time I'll just write her letters...)

And finally, perhaps the most important reason,

Reason # 5: I don't like to blog.

Actually, I'd like to rephrase if I may. I like to blog...on occasion. As in once every few months or so, whenever I have a brilliant and blazing idea for something that's either (a) useful or (b) interesting or (c) story worthy. And if you have read any other articles on blogging, you will know that this kind of every-so-often-half-hearted-attempt does not a good blog make. I am, perhaps, better suited for guest posts and group blogs.

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So now you know the reasons why Something To Write About has been slowly fading into obscurity. In the next year I'll be launching a new website to replace this blog, but until then, I probably won't be posting much, if anything, here. But fear not, dear friends! Unlike this blog, I--as writer, as person--am not disappearing. Far from it. I am merely shifting my attention and priorities. 

These days you can find me chatting daily on Twitter, posting weekly on Facebook, and sending out Newsletters once or twice a year (see sidebar). Three different levels of interaction for three different types of people. (For the more visually inclined, I also recently started an Instagram account.) These are the best ways to connect with me and stay up to date on all my latest life, book, and publishing news.

And I do hope that once we part company here you will connect with me in some way if you haven't already. I have very much enjoyed your company these past few years and have made some dear friends because of this grand experiment. But as the saying goes...to everything turn, turn, turn. And it's time. This blog and I, we've reached the end of our season. 

I will miss this place when it's gone, but only for a little while. See you out there, friends. Keep writing. Keep reading. Keep being you.

October 31, 2013

3 HALLOWEEN INKLINGS

A bit of fun for you today, Dear Reader. Three, spooky, 100-word stories for your Halloween reading pleasure. Enjoy!

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THE HAUNTED CAROUSEL

If you don’t believe me, go there yourself. After the mothers pushing strollers leave and the old men playing chess shuffle away. They lock the gate, but go around back. You’ll find a loose board. At half-past-one, the music starts, faint at first. Louder, louder until it’s inside you. Their eyes glow red. White steam blasts from their nostrils. Music turns to screaming. Don’t get too close. Cursed creatures, these. Hungry for life, for blood. You still doubt. Look—lost my right hand that night so long ago. So young, so brave to think that black stallion could be tamed.

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THE WOLF AT THE DOOR

He approaches, lowers himself to her height. She hesitates. Grandmother warned her to stay away: “Those beasts cannot be trusted.” But there is something familiar in his yellow eyes, a dark reflection of her innermost thoughts. She twists her fingers into his fur, swings onto his back, and holds on tight. He charges into the woods, chasing the pale light of a crescent moon. They crash through leaves, branches, tumbling streams. He snaps his tail, bares his teeth, and it takes all her strength to hang on. Then, in a clearing, he slows. She throws back her head and howls. 

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OUT FROM THE FOG

Draw the curtains, children. Lock the doors. Snuggle into soft beds, warm blankets. Snuggle down and close your eyes. Ignore the rattling at your window, the howling, pounding shrieks, the harried, urging whispers. If you stay inside, there is nothing to fear. 

But the gray mist beckons, wrapping around rooftops and bridge spires, rubbing sharp edges soft, and we are pulled in. Laughter swirls round, reminding us of a neighbor boy who drowned last year in the tub. A flash of red, the color of our dead sister’s hair. We give chase. Before long, we are nowhere, lost and afraid.



October 15, 2013

New Book Alert! Justin Kramon's The PRESERVATIONIST

THE PRESERVATIONIST
by Justin Kramon

Back Cover Copy: To Sam Blount, meeting Julia is the best thing that has ever happened to him.Working at the local college and unsuccessful in his previous relationships, he’d been feeling troubled about his approaching 40th birthday, “a great beast of a birthday,” as he sees it, but being with Julia makes him feel young and hopeful.

Julia Stilwell, a freshman trying to come to terms with a recent tragedy that has stripped her of her greatest talent, is flattered by Sam’s attention. But their relationship is tested by a shy young man with a secret, Marcus Broley, who is also infatuated with Julia.

Told in alternating points of view, The Preservationist is the riveting tale of Julia and Sam's relationship, which begins to unravel as the threat of violence approaches and Julia becomes less and less sure whom she can trust.

My Thoughts*: A familiar kind of thriller that starts off a bit slow, but surprises you with a dark twist a few chapters in and, from there, keeps slinking right along to a dramatic and unexpected ending. This is one of those books where a creepy discomfort is always scratching at you, scratching, scratching, but you don't really know why because all the characters seem pretty normal until...until....no spoilers here, dear reader. You'll have to read for yourself if you want to know what happens.

Other Things:

1. A creepy book trailer...



2. A rather interesting essay from Justin in Glimmer Train magazine where he ponders what it feels and looks like to be a fiction writing professor struggling with the strange conundrum of being an authority on something and yet knowing you really know nothing at all.

3. An interview with Justin about the book and his writing process over at BOLO Books.

4. For more information about the book or to connect with Justin Kramon, check out his website.

*I received an advanced reader's edition from the publisher.