Time to start up again, I suppose. For those of you who were following my occasional journal before its sudden and mysterious disappearance, my apologies again for vanishing like that. There are reasons for its closure, and you’re welcome to speculate about them, but for those same reasons I’ll be unable to pass comment on any of the causes. Sorry to be so vague. It’s nothing to do with Blogger, my previous host, but as I was wiping the slate clean anyway I thought I’d experiment with WordPress for the mark two journal. It’s nice here, isn’t it?
Alas, because I destroyed the archives along with the old journal itself, I shall have to bore old readers by introducing myself all over again. Sorry about this. Feel free to skip the next part.
My name is Richard Wright. I’m a writer.
There’s something about being a writer that makes you want to apologise almost immediately after you have confessed it for the first time. I shall refrain.
For the most part, I’m a horror writer. Again, the compulsion to apologise sweeps in, but I shall turn it away.
I’m a horror writer for no other reason than that’s what comes appears on the page when I start to write made up stories. To be honest, horror is probably too strong for much of what I write, at least in the way it is understood by the masses (who still attach the term too anything with too much gore and too little brain). To put it another way then, I write dark fiction. That’s a big enough catch-all for me to be happy with, and hopefully see to your curiosity. There are other ways to relieve your curiosity, of course, but I’ll come to those in a moment.
I live in Glasgow, with my partner Kirsty and daughter Eva. They’re very, very beautiful. I have a son, Nathaniel, who is also wonderful, but not with me unfortunately.
Here’s what I’m trying to do with my life, a mission statement if you like.
I’d like to write fiction for a living.
Not much to ask, is it? I even have a plan of sorts, which will require a certain amount of revision as months and years go by, which seems solid to me. I’ll detail it again in future, but for the time being you only need to know that it requires a lot of time and effort on my part doing the actual writing, and a bit of thought about writing as a business. It’s also subject to constant modification.
A few years ago I was off to a decent start. My short stories were being regularly published, and even turned up in a couple of award winning anthologies. My first novel had seen print in paperback here in the UK. A couple of plays of mine had toured Central Scotland. Not bad going at all. Life then took one of those sharp U-turns that mixes up your priorities, and it’s only in the last year or two that I’ve been feeling my way back into the industry, and it’s been very much like starting from scratch.
What you’ll see here, hopefully, is a writer trying to make his way, and build his career. I’ll take you through it a step at a time, as I’m living it, for your voyeuristic entertainment. There are going to be some lows along the way I expect, but hopefully some highs to counterbalance them.
I’m also infamous for diverging from the point, so expect much randomness too.
That will do by way of introduction, I think. Where I’m at right now? Well, for the first time in ages I sold a short story, to the forthcoming Blackest Death III anthology that should be along in trade paperback later this year. I’m currently editing my second novel, and hoping to pass it over to my first readers in the next three weeks. I’m also partway through a process that may lead to my being commissioned to write a third novel, but it’s too early to talk much about that.
I hope you stick around. I shall. After a recent depression, I’m motivated indeed at the moment, and that is also something I hope to share with you here.
There’s only one further thing you need to know right now, and I’ll fill you in on the whys and wherefores another time. I have a novella, available as a free download from my website. Go and get a copy. You’ll have a blast. One review site, The Reader Reviews, describes it thus:
If you’re a fan of good, old-fashioned, creepy Lovecraftian horror (with just a tad of X-Files style sci-fi) you can’t go wrong with ‘The Flesh Remembers’.
I say again, the download is free.
Fans of paper can also find themselves a paperback copy at Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, and other Amazons and alternate online bookstores across the net. If you’re worried about splashing out on an untested author, I refer you again to the free version. Even if you don’t want to read the whole thing on a PC, or print it out, you can always try the first few pages, and find out whether you’re sufficiently intrigued to spend your cash. I won’t be offended if the answer’s no.
To get hold of the download, either right click here and ‘Save As’ to your computer (left-clicking the link will bring the book up in a new window), or check out my website at the link on the right and follow the instructions there.
Right, enough for now. We’ll speak again soon.