Writing My Seventh Novel – Part Twelve

So how did that happen? When I began writing this book I had a clear idea of who the protagonist was; Doc Hunter. He is the ‘ubermensch’. The superman of eugenics. A fitting hero for any novel. Well, he would not agree with being either an ubermensch or a eugenic superman, but he is no … Continue reading Writing My Seventh Novel – Part Twelve

Trying something Different

I am a writer. A scribbler. A scrivener. A wanna-be author. No matter what else I think inventing stories is just something that my brain does. I do not even need to be conscious of the fact. My brain is intent on coming up with another tale, whether I like it or not. The only … Continue reading Trying something Different