It’s long overdue, but I’m finally attending this year’s San Diego Comic-Con, which makes me realize how long I’ve wanted to go. I tend to avoid conventions; my first was the BookExpo America in 2005, when Simon & Schuster launched Gods. It was okay, but I was too stressed to take it all in (highlight: dragging my publicist to the Wizards of the Coast booth, where I geeked out on D&D nostalgia with a fellow thirty-something).

In ages past, Comic-Con was [...]

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The aesthetic of the absurd provides a clearer critical lens than most cinemaphiles are willing to gaze through. It’s a shame, because for all the criticisms labeling the publishing world as conservative and befuddled, genre continues to rescue the book industry from the highbrow monopoly. Dumas’ swashbuckling masterpieces are hailed as such, Hammett is given his due, and McCarthy’s The Road is the first zombie novel to win a Pulitzer (and one of the most readable books published in the [...]

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My next book may be a return to the world of prep schools and precocious teens. It won’t be another “Gothic Tweed” tale as The Buffalo News labeled my first book. But I’ll stick with that label for now because it was so spot-on for Gods, and it suggests my first novel was the harbinger of a new genre. Flattering, of course. Accurate for my next book? Not so much.

Provided I can make it past the first few chapters—the equivalent [...]

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I’m both antsy and drained these days, after a year that saw me finish two novels. It might be the weather–the gray days of March in Boston lend credence to that childhood nonsense about lions and lambs. But gray days or not, my persistent ennui is a symptom of an author’s most dreaded time: the creative lull between novels.

I don’t like authors who complain about their jobs so I’ll spare you the hypocrisy and paint a rosy picture of the [...]

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The most interesting thing about the 2,000 page report on Pope John Paul II submitted to the Vatican’s Congregation for the “Causes of Saints” (great name) is the saint-making process. One miracle is required for beatification, and a second is required for canonization, which presents the question: Isn’t one miracle enough?

The two-miracle quota speaks to both the rigorous standards of the Vatican and the arbitrary nature of the canonization process. Were I not in the middle of research for my [...]

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It took some time to realize my earliest influence was not H.P. Lovecraft as I so proudly announced during my first book tour. It was Gary Gygax. Co-founder of Dungeons & Dragons, sort-of creator of polyhedron dice, and the prototype for  all subsequent Dungeonmaster caricatures (paunchy, bearded, bespectacled). I liked Gygax’s writing better than Tolkien’s, and I still do. So what if D&D’s Treants were obvious rip-offs of LOTR’s Ents. So what if D&D’s orcs were obvious rip-offs of LOTR’s…er, [...]

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Non-fiction > Essay > Web exclusive

Jewish-American Gladiators

Proof of my atavistic bloodlust is found in my junior year of high school, when I produced my own American Gladiators event. The setting: my backyard. The time: 1990, a weekend in late May, when summer beckons and class drags. I was fresh from my most recent creation, a wrestling federation held every morning before homeroom, in a forgotten corner of our high school. A fight club long before Fight Club. Matches were arranged, [...]

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Non-Fiction > Web exclusive

The Babel Fish Interview

I was interviewed 26 times during my Italian tour for l’Ultimo Alchimista. Some of those interviews have made it onto the web, and I’ve found most of them. Problem is, I can’t read Italian, so I tried using the babel fish translation service. What follows are some choice excerpts from my interview with the popular Italian website Virgilio, translated into broken English, courtesy of babel fish.

In the case you are not interested to devour [...]

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Fiction > Introduction > Legerdemain Quarterly

The Best Damn Trick in the World

Autobiographical accounts of legerdemain should be taken with a pound of salt, especially when the audience cannot see the trick themselves. Were we in a well-lit room, with you seated on a comfortable chair, and an unopened pack of cards waiting patiently on the table between us, my narrative would be redundant and the trick would speak for itself.

However we are not in any such room—as you read this [...]

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Non-Fiction > Travel > Eclectica

The Not-So-Lonesome Highway

My wife and I have long fantasized about a cross-country road trip, one of those quasi-spontaneous forays into the heart of America that ends with a journey across the Mojave Desert, where the highway is an infinite vanishing point and roadside diners serve 90 cent Jell-O.

Of course such fantasies remain just that—nostalgia for something we’ve never done but always envisioned. But on a recent trip to San Francisco courtesy of frequent flier [...]

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