It’s all Tolkien’s fault, of course. He created races, maps, languages, poems, art… and then decided he better whip up a little story around them.
And everybody’s been trying to do the same since.
It almost seems like new fantasy writers think they have to build a giant background history and world for their characters to walk through like little figurines. How else are you gonna punch your weight in the big leagues of fantasy/sci-fi, right? Gotta outdo the old professor himself.
This is a continuation of my older site www.richard-weir.com, but oriented towards more theoretical, critical and ranty posts.
The other site will function as a professional “author platform” with links to the novel, published short stories as well as articles about the writing process and getting oneself published. It should be of interest to readers of fantastic tales, to up-and-coming writers, and to literary agents looking for a new, weird, splendid speculative fiction author to represent. (Subtlety is an art.)
But the ol’ bean bucket (a.k.a. the brain) needs a place to let the deeper thoughts go roaming and to question humanity’s fondness for utter BS. That’s here.
You’ve been warned, ok?
If you’re looking for light and fluffy diversions, well, the interweb has plenty of that. The exit is right over here by your back button. I’ll get your coat. Might we suggest something more along the lines of perezhilton.com or anything with the words “beiber” or “kanye” or “miley”?