Fair warning: I’m going to spoil the identity of the monsters in Netflix’s original film The Silence. If only because going by the trailers you’d assume that they’re bats.
The family and I lucked into another sneak peak last night, and got to see Shazam two weeks before its official release date.
I grew up reading Batman and The Punisher, but Captain Mar … err, Shazam, will always hold a special place for me because of my grandparents. Most weekends, I spent Friday nights at their house, and Saturday morning, no matter what grandma cooked up for breakfast, I ate on a very special placemat.
When I first started my writing career, I had some pretty firm goals in mind. I wanted to put out regular content (check) while working my day job. For the past two-and-half years, that’s gone pretty well.
In my head, I hoped I would be able to transition to writing full time after 5 years. In time, that goal stretched out to maybe more like six or seven years. There’s a Facebook group for writers with the apt name of “20booksto50K”, that meaning that with twenty books out, you should be able to pull in $50,000 a year. With six books finished, I’m just under a third of the way there. So far so good.
But, best laid plans and all that …
Last week, my wife and I committed one of the more controversial and horrific acts that parents can do: we took our kids out of school to go on vacation.
Whether this is a good or bad thing, I’ve heard it both ways. In our case, our kids are doing well enough that neither of their teachers thought they needed to bring any work along with them. (My 6th grader was asked to put together a presentation to the class about his trip when we got home, and he knocked it out of the park by all accounts. That’s something that would have made my knees tremble when I was his age, so good job, dude.)
Several reviewers have noted Paxton’s tendency toward acting the Boy Scout in the first two books. To some extent, that tendency is turned a bit upside down in the next book but … that would get into spoiler territory and we’re not here to talk about that, today.
The titular star of Declan Finn’s new urban fantasy series is one Detective Thomas Nolan, and he is not just a Boy Scout, he is a literal saint. Which comes in handy, considering Saint Tommy resides in a New York City infested with the forces of darkness.
In Stephen King’s novel The Dark Half, writer Thad Beaumont is terrorized by the living embodiment of his pen name, a doppelganger calling itself George Stark. Evil duplicates are nothing new in genre fiction; Jordan Peele’s follow-up to Get Out, the film Us, looks to use that trope to creepy effect. Seriously. Check out the trailer. (Potential review once it’s out, for sure!)
Book 3 of the Paxton Locke series, Come, Seeling Night — is complete.
On to the next one.
As I creep around third base toward home on Come, Seeling Night, it occurs to me that this has been a pretty amazing year.
Considering some of the other (unpublished) stuff I’ve written, it seems to strange to say that my story in the upcoming anthology The Hundred Worlds dips my toe into more pure science fiction waters, but there it is. It’s an interesting shared universe, and the story was a fun little diversion to write while I was working on A Place for War.
The main character, Reed Dyson, is a lot of fun to write, so (hint, hint!) check it out here and maybe I’ll get the chance to return to him in the not-so-distant future.
Meanwhile, work progresses well on Come, Seeling Night, and I should have it turned into the publisher by the end of next month. As always, I appreciate your support. Here’s hoping your holidays are awesome!