Author: Michael Parks

Excerpt from ‘Starshine’

From chapter six: It wasn’t that she was scared, but having James stay the night again felt better than being alone. Finding out about the beams was disturbing beyond what she had imagined. Questioning authority wasn’t something she was used…

The World’s Desperate

“Desperate for original story, the world is.” Yoda was original for his height and alien heritage, but he was very much the Mentor seen in stories dating back to the beginning of storytelling. His structure of speech made him more…

Stories

So you’re here for a story. Not a long one. Maybe you’re looking for someone you know named Michael Parks so you can extend that story with him. It’s possible I’m part of your story and by checking this blog…

Little Did I Know

My post in early February was just before COVID-19 hit the page. If I was concerned about the weight of the world then… wow. What has followed is a twist after twist, morphing reality – like a poorly written spec-fic…

Don’t reflect

Separate the processes of creation from improving. You can’t write and edit, or sculpt and polish, or make and analyze at the same time. If you do, the editor stops the creator. While you invent, don’t select. While you sketch,…

Words matter

We fret about words, we writers. Words mean. Words point. They are arrows. Arrows stuck in the rough hide of reality. And the more portentous, more general the word, the more they can also resemble rooms or tunnels. They can…

On the Weight of the World

Back in August of ’16, I was pretty dismayed and distracted by the state of the world. Little did I know how much worse it would get. The amount of programming and control ideologies in Americans is staggering. The corruption…

The stirring…

The dream is stirring, coloring my waking life with the urge to create, to write, to revisit the world of Starshine. That world is asking to be discovered, wanting to tell me more about the dangers, the characters, and the…