Hey everyone, Just thought I'd drop a little bug for those of you enjoying the Tales From the Kingdom of the Red Sun stories, I'm currently hitting the first draft of a new novella called “Bloom of ...
Hey there! Guess what I'm doing... Something insane. I'm giving away my first (non anthro) book, The Sphinx Gambit, at 50% off on Smashwords for the next 15 days. Fifteen whole days for cheap novely...
I'm going to get a blog going on in the Followers' section of my website eventually, but for right now I wanted to let you all know there's been an update I think you might like. It's an exclusive fir...
A medieval fantasy serial with a -very- heavy furry cast.
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Hello and welcome to the 'about me' section. If you haven't guessed by the big gold signage up in the left hand corner (narcissism is a beautiful thing, isn't it?), my name is John Enright. I write fiction of various types, though I particularly enjoy urban fantasy and sci-fi.
I've been writing since grade school but never really got super serious about it until I got out of the army. With nothing much going on in life, I figured 'hey, why not give it a try'. . . That turned out to be a mixed bag in the way that sticking your hand into a bee hive is. Sure, you're going after honey but you might have forgot a couple things.
Like a bee suit.
And that little voice that says 'this can't possibly end well'.
So needless to say, after the first novel I ever produced was done, I looked at this 500 page (hand written, mind you) brick and I thought to myself 'boy, that's. . . phenomenally awful'. But I liked the core concept, I liked the characters even if it included a horrible Mary Sue, and I liked the world I had created around them. I did what most authors in my position would fight tooth and nail to avoid: I started over.
Same premise, same everything. I wrote it more fluidly but it was still rocky and eventually real life insisted on sidelining me with it's constant demands for attention-- or maybe it was the land lord telling me I needed to pay the rent and do this silly ritual of 'getting a job'. Funny how that works.
The more time that passed after I stopped working on that one, the more thought I started to give to other ideas and like a fine wine, they ruminated in the back of my mind until I pumped out a few other ideas in short form. They tasted surprisingly like vinegar, but I was brave (or foolish) enough to post them online and got some really good feedback on how to improve my work. I read more and I wrote more.
Soon I was actually producing work I could look at and not immediately wonder how best to fit the page in the bottom of the cat box. I kept practicing and I still do, but ultimately no amount of practice is going to pay off if you never go perform for an audience. Preferably a paying one.
So, here we are in 2013, twenty years after I wrote my first story about a giant cat in a house and I'm on the cusp of releasing my first novel, I still have a lot to learn but I'm confident that with a bit of luck and if I keep at it I'll be able to make a living doing this writing thing and if I'm really lucky, I can inspire someone else to do the same.
For my other fiction works, contests and other content, please check out my website at http://www.johnenright.info
