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Showing posts with label Sean McLachlan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sean McLachlan. Show all posts

Friday, April 4, 2014

Who Ain't Crazy About Free?

(Yes, I know. The title is not grammatically correct. It was deliberate. But really, as a teacher, I am all about anything free, and I figure most folks are right with me. For example, in my school, if they announce there is a partial box/tray/Tupperware container of Krispy Kremes/almost-stale brownies/left-over brussel sprout popovers (from a party two nights ago), well...let's just say the students are left unattended as teachers race down the hall so they can get at least a taste. Free white-out. Free tape. Free pencils--we love it all.)

        Right now, I'm reading Jodi Picoult's Picture Perfect. I'm finding it harder to get into than most of her work, but we'll see.

        I'm also reading a bio on Harper Lee called Mockingbird. I almost immediately started frothing at the mouth over Lee, my hatred making me rabid, since Harper Lee wrote To Kill a Mockingbird (revised and everything, I think) in just 2 1/2 years. (I worked for almost that long on a WIP and when I dropped it off with my writing friends, it self-destructed. Yikes.)

         But those two books I had to buy. Okay, I "borrowed" the bio from a retreat center I recently went to, and--oops--I was not supposed to take the book out of the library, but it had only been checked out twice in the last ten years. Don't you think it needed to get the cobwebs dusted off of it? Besides, although I liberated books from my high school library and never returned them (they deserved a far, far better life) I will send this book back by mail without a return address (to protect the guilty). Here is an offering for a free book.

        Sean McLachlan is serving up The Scavenger, a novelette, for free. It's a limited offer...now until April 8. If you're tempted to dip your toes into his Radio Hope book (the first in a series) and are not sure or haven't had the time yet, check out this stand-along shortie. To get more information on what Sean's up to, along with the link for the free book, go to his post.


      And I also wanted to tell you about--What? They said on the intercom there's some week-old birthday cake in the teachers' lounge? Gotta go...

Friday, February 14, 2014

I'm a Sucker For a Pretty Line

      Many years ago, I heard Rick Bragg speak at a conference. This was right after he'd had his first memoir, All Over But the Shoutin', published. A Southern writer with countless tales to spin. The man had a way with words. I was hooked. And a little bit smitten...

    I continue to be wooed with words. Often, it's during a writing critique night. Sometimes it's a bit of song lyrics. (Anna Nalick's "Life is an hourglass glued to the table," or John Mayer's "Walkin' like a one-man army" are two I love.) And sometimes wonderful lines are found in whatever novel I'm currently reading.

     Recently, I read Radio Hope by Sean McLachlan. Any book that has a post-apocalyptic premise is a book I avoid...most of the time. But I follow Sean's posts--he travels all over the world--so I hoped his novel would be an enjoyable read.

     And it was. Right away, there were a couple of well-crafted lines begging to be jotted down.

       Roy's bar "a place for relaxation, inebriation and stupefaction."

               an aging man "with a hairline that hadn't crawled halfway to his butt." 

         Despite the fact that this kind of novel is worlds away from what is normally stacked next to my bed, I was interested in the plot, and almost inhaled the book...I had to finish it so I could find out what happened to the characters. Who survived? Who lost out?

     I appreciate that Sean trusts his readers. He trusts that they don't require a bunch of chunky background story. The story evolves naturally. There are things you wonder about. Where did the bar get its name from?  What are tweakers? What exactly is Radio Hope? And the answers come...all in good time.

     Personally, I survived my own version of Toxic Bay (a place in Radio Hope) today. It was Valentine's Day, and for elementary school teachers, it's a terrifying day. Will any of the adults perish due to self-mutilation? Can a third grader's sugar level get any higher? When is Spring Break? (Yes. No. Not soon enough.) 
    

  
If you're an Amazon Prime member,
you can borrow this book for free.

       Check out Radio Hope. Even if you're like me, and normally don't read this type of book, you might find yourself pleasantly surprised...





          

Friday, February 7, 2014

Writing About Women When You're a Man

Sean McLachlan has written about history. He's written about travel. And now, he's written about a post-apocalyptic world...and his newest novel, Radio Hope, is now out. 

Today, on this guest post, Sean writes on writing about women...from a man's perspective.

One of the big challenges and rewards of writing fiction is getting into different people’s mindsets. The biggest mental leap for me is writing about the opposite sex.

Of course, I’ve been around women all my life, and I’ve been married to a female scientist for 13 years, so I know a little about women, and I know a LOT about sex discrimination in the sciences. Don’t get me started.

But secondhand knowledge is just that; I don’t really know what it’s like to be a woman and I never will. Luckily there are ways around this problem.

One of the protagonists in my post-apocalyptic novel Radio Hope is Annette Cruz. She’s a gunslinging bouncer at a bar in a shantytown filled with scavengers and drifters. She couldn’t be more different than her creator—she's a Latina who’s a crack shot, physically aggressive, and has survived everything from bandit attacks and toxic waste to starvation and blizzards. The guy who thought her up is only a mediocre shot and has been mildly uncomfortable a few times in his life.

So how do I get into this woman’s head? How does a female writer get into a man’s head? The answer is simple—focus on the similarities. Annette Cruz is more than the woman who will kick your ass if you get out of line; she’s also a single mother. The father of her child died long ago and she’s raising a ten-year-old boy alone.

Parenthood is something I can relate to, and looking back at the fiction I’ve written over the past decade I notice that none of my characters were parents until I became one myself. That bond is a strong one. It redefines you. I can relate to Annette’s worries about her child growing up in a bad neighborhood, or not being able to give him everything he deserves. And while I’m not a single parent, I do a fair amount of single parenting when my wife is away at conferences.

(And she’ll kill me if I don’t mention that she does plenty herself when I’m traveling for work. There, I’m safe.)

Annette also experiences a lot of things I have—annoying people at work, worries over the future, regrets from the past, and a whole host of other emotions that all people experience.

So if a writer thinks things through, it’s possible to write convincingly about the opposite gender. I avoid sex scenes, though. I just don’t want to think about that from a woman’s perspective. Yeah, I’m a guy. Luckily Annette’s going through a bit of a dry period at the moment. For some reason, working in a dive bar breaking up knife fights keeps her from meeting the right kind of man. I wonder why that is?

Sean McLachlan is an archaeologist turned writer who is the author of several books of fiction and history. Check him out on his blog Midlist Writer.


Radio Hope can be borrowed free if you're an Amazon Prime member. Check it out on Amazon.


In a world shattered by war, pollution and disease. . .
A gunslinging mother longs to find a safe refuge for her son.
A frustrated revolutionary delivers water to villagers living on a toxic waste dump.
In humanity’s last city, the assistant mayor hopes he will never have to take command.
One thing gives them the promise of a better future--Radio Hope, a mysterious station that broadcasts vital information on surviving in a blighted world. But when a mad prophet and his army of fanatics march out of the wildlands on a crusade to purify the land with blood and fire, all three will find their lives intertwining, and changing forever.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Are Men Clueless?

       Do men understand anything about women? Do they understand that wine and chocolate--for us--are two of the most important food groups? Do they get it that when we come home after an awful day, we don't want them to fix it for us--we just want them to listen? Do they realize that we forget nothing, and will sometimes lie in wait--for ages--in order to get revenge/to pull a payback prank on them/to gleefully say, "I told you so"?

      Sean McLachlan has written about women--one of his main characters is a woman--in his newest novel Radio Hope. He's doing a guest post on Friday, February 7 about writing about women...when you're a man.

      So come back at the end of the week, and see what Sean says about men...and how well they know women.

This is Sean McLachlan, probably in some exotic location,
since he lives in fascinating spots all over the world. Currently
he's living in Spain (I believe).


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

All You Need is Nudg..ing

         I've had a virus for the last three days. Feverish. Hacky. Phlegmy. (Do you want more info? I thought not...)

          This week was supposed to be dedicated to working on my report cards activities done to avoid working on my report cards making some headway on my 2012 NaNo/2013 NaNo Rebel project. It hasn't happened. It's difficult to type while curled up under several quilts...dozing off sometimes...teetering on delirious (Wait. Writing while in a not-quite-lucid state might result in better stuff than I've accumulated so far.)

          Nothing has gotten written this break except a submission for the St. Louis Writers' Guild "St. Louis" anthology. Nothing else. No NaNo work. I had no desire...until this afternoon.

          A blogging colleague (Never met him. Don't even live on the same continent that he lives on--most of the time. I just follow him and envy that he travels. and. gets. paid. for it. AND he writes a lot.) offered to be a beta reader for me if I need it. Thanks, Sean. I appreciate the offer. I won't say I'll never take you up on it, (Sean McLachlan, do you really want to read a chick lit novel about a bunch of menopausal women writers who vent and dream of what they could do with an commercial-sized wood chipper? Really?) but I will say your offer nudged me into writing.

          The Beatles claimed, "All you need is love." But what is a kick in the butt nudge, if not love?

          How was your New Year's Eve? What kind of nudging--and in what directions--are you getting from your friends and family?