Matthew Sawyer

Beware Forever (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

There are two holidays on which I often publish a short story. Halloween is my favorite. Although, honestly, my Valentine's Day stories are better. They are less juvenile and always more bloody. Wait, before that admission chases away prospective readers, if anyone follows my tales, he or she sees I drift out of the Horror genre. I write science fiction and urban fantasy, too. I tell a lot of stories about forgotten gods and breathing life into new creations. This one is absent that whole bringing-creatures-into-existence mythology. There are no monsters or devils in Beware Forever. This is not a meditation upon evil. Instead, here is the Greco-Roman god Cupid. And he has a dating service in the foothills of Los Angeles, California. Could anyone do a better job? Especially in this Modern Age.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Matthew Sawyer
• Erscheinungstermin: 12. Februar 2014
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781310587801
• Artikelnr.: 72341241

Autorenporträt

I hate talking about myself. Like everyone, I suppose, I am a bit narcissistic, but not egotistical. My own failure for success is that I just do not think much about myself. That is not to say I spend too much time thinking about others. In truth, I should think more of everyone; and there is a dull guilt attached to that confession. There is something of who I am, I am old enough for regrets.

At my age, I am prone to think about immortality And being an atheist, there seems no alternative but science. Even so, I know that science is beyond my lifetime. I have no faith nor hope, nor do I believe in ghosts, elves, unicorns...

In that hopeless disbelief, I write so there remains a record of accomplishments in my life. Unrecognized and even scorned, I continue to tell stories so I will be remembered after I am dead. My struggle with grammar and punctuation are evidence of my effort to make my writing decipherable. Because, what success means to me are hieroglyphics upon a Pharaoh's tomb.