Monday, June 18, 2012

Life Happens Sometimes

Hey folks,

Normally, it would be media Monday.  Unfortunately, I’m not going to be able to give you a media this Monday.  Death in the family this morning, and I just have not had a chance to be my usual witty self the past few days. 

Also a heads up, not sure if Flash Fiction Friday will be happening this weekend.  It’s grad school week, and I’m going to have roughly 0 free time.

I will not leave you empty handed, though.  I will take this opportunity to comment and compliment on my grad school.  If you desire to be a writer of genre fiction—fantasy, science fiction, mystery, romance, any combination of these, or any other genre you can think of—I encourage you—make that strongly recommend that you—check out Seton Hill University.  I’m entering my second semester of their MFA in Writing Popular Fiction program, and I cannot even begin to explain the improvements the program has already brought to my writing. 

The program is low residency, which means that students go for a week twice a year and then do the remainder of the work online.  SHU’s residencies are in January and June—hence me going there tomorrow.  Aside from reinforcing excellent writing habits, the program offers the opportunity to network with other writers (novice and extremely published/practiced alike), cultivate personal and working relationships, and really let your inner introvert shine out.  Yes, that’s oxymoronic.  No, I’m not going to change it.  It’s true.  I’m shy and introverted like you wouldn’t believe, and I’ve somehow been dubbed unofficial event coordinator (1 of 2) for my class.  Yeah, I don’t know either.  Point is, it gets you out of your shell if you have one. 

Check it out at  And, if I don’t give you a piece of flash fiction this Friday, I will see you back here (“Same bat time, same bat channel”) for Media Monday next week.

See you out of the box,