Til the Last Hemlock Dies

Musings on genre writing, waterfall wandering, and peak bagging in the South's wilderness areas.

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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

There's a Word for It: Garbage.

A couple of new strangers tried to get me to read their new self-published novels. Ugh. You folk who are doing well with your self-publis...

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James Robert Smith: I'm a laborer. Formerly I worked as a letter carrier for the USPS. I'm also a writer with over seventy published short stories, hundreds of pages of comic book scripts, scores of reviews, and several novels, among them THE FLOCK. In July 2009, Angry Films announced that they'd optioned the film rights to my novel, THE FLOCK via Warner Brothers. I also edited the Poe-themed anthology EVERMORE for Arkham House Books. My short story collection, A CONFEDERACY OF HORRORS was published by Hippocampus Books in 2015. I'm always had at work on another novel and the occasional short story. My latest novels are WORKING CLASS HERO: The Autobiography of a Superhuman, and THE EMISSARY. All contents of this blog are copyright by James Robert Smith.

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