fiction
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Mind The Gap
In January 1987 I began studying for a masters in International Relations at Syracuse University, New York State. I was able to choose most of the modules, needing thirty credits for the degree. At the start of my first, cold semester, I tromped up through the deep banks of snow for my opening class in Continue reading
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Deja Vu All Over Again
I’m reading Whirligig and loving it! In fact, I plan to read my whole Shire’s Union trilogy back-to-back. How conceited is Buxton, you might be thinking, to read his own work and trumpet about it. But I’ve never understood those writers or actors who cringe at the idea of enjoying their own work. To be honest, I think most Continue reading
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Writing from the Soul
In modern, popular culture, the word soul is used at least as often in its musical context as it is for considering an eternal life beyond the earthly realm. The idea of a soul, the precious core of our being has, in many places, fallen out of fashion. But I would argue that, regardless of Continue reading
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Once more unto…
It’s not easy writing battle scenes (as Kermit might sing). They are a crisis in the story; possibly the piece of history that inspired the book; the climactic moment of danger for the characters I’ve sent into the breach. I’ve reached this point once more while writing Tigers in Blue, my hands held anxiously above my Continue reading
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My Copper Road
It’s an odd experience, launching a novel. Maybe more so in a time where you can’t collect like-minded people in a church hall and spend an hour or two putting your new book, and yourself, in the glow of a small spotlight – real or imagined. Most of our crowds have become virtual. How strange Continue reading
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