Birth of the Maegwar

{shudder} I just created the Maegwar — he’s been in the story for a while, but this was the first time I got to see what he was like in person, and . . . oh, shit . . . he came alive on me. I managed to creep myself out writing him. Visceral, horrified response. There is the part of me that — when I’m writing stuff like this — is whispering, “Where do you keep the creature who came up with that, and don’t you think you ought to kill it?” The last time I gave myself such an unexpected gut-punch was writing the first scene with Crispin, Andrew, and Anwyn in the dungeon in Diplomacy of Wolves. Ooph.

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About the author: Novelist, writing teacher, on a mission to reprint my out-of-print books and self-publish my new ones.

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