The morrim

I walked in Gordath Wood on Wednesday. Went right by the morrim and everything. Sometimes I’m taken by surprise by how much these Connecticut woods informed my first novel. It’s like visiting a movie set. Oh, there’s the ledge Lynn tumbles down. Oh, there’s the horse farm where the book Read more…

FenCon day two

I was pretty busy Saturday. Three panels: on fantasy trends, in which we discussed the pros and the pitfalls of the increasing subgenre-ization of fantasy. On cross genre fiction, ably moderated by Kimm Antell. And post-apocalyptic fiction and dystopia with S.M. Stirling. The latter devolved into a how to survive Read more…