Author Archives: Bev Vincent

As we get older, death becomes a more familiar companion. Certainly not a welcome one, but familiar all the same. I didn’t come to Star Trek early in life, mostly because where I grew up we only had one television … Continue reading →

You get a rejection letter where you were thisclose to cracking the table of contents. You have to withdraw another story from a longstanding project because it was starting to circle the drain. These things are part of a writer’s … Continue reading →

Seven or eight years ago, Brian Keene and I first bandied about the idea of collaborating on a project. Our motivation was a shared habit of listening to music while we write and writing about listening to music while we … Continue reading →

There’s something liberating about working on a longer piece by hand. I’m writing this novella, which should hit around 40,000 words when I’m done. I picked up a nice leatherette journal that’s been kicking around the house for a while and … Continue reading →

All in all (owl in owl), it was a mighty fine game. I didn’t really have “a team,” but I was mildly favoring the Patriots. Wouldn’t have been terribly bent out of shape if Seattle had won. It was an … Continue reading →

I have a nostalgic recollection of what it’s like to be in the midst of a blizzard. As a kid, I used to love to go outside and play in the snow. There’s a particular kind of quiet in a … Continue reading →

I have finally embarked on a long writing project, a novella that is part of something I’m doing with Brian Keene. I thought I had the germ of the idea a few months ago, but I got sidetracked with other … Continue reading →