To Get A Free Audio Version of This Post, Click Here. In 2011, our close friend, Bill Trojan, died. His death wasn’t sudden—he had untreated diabetes—and yet his death was sudden. He literally keeled over at Worldcon in his room. The end, for him, in many ways was both swift and slow. Swift, in that […]
Continue ReadingA few weeks ago, at our weekly professional writers lunch, a writer mentioned a private listserve he’s on with other writers, all of whom are traditionally published. According to him, that list has been discussing an abusive editor, one who is tearing apart her bestsellers, making them revise their books repeatedly while telling them that […]
Continue ReadingEarlier this week, I sat down with the pile of estate planning books I’d bought to prepare for this series of blog posts I’ll be doing on estate planning for writers. My plan is this: I’ll blog about this topic about once a month as I research it and as I determine how to improve […]
Continue ReadingSo, you want to be an artist. You want to be one of those writers everyone has read, even though you’re long dead. You want your work in libraries, on bookstore shelves, and in digital format. You want professors to assign your work, or kids to sneak that “crap” that everyone decries but everyone loves. […]
Continue ReadingThe Business Rusch: One Phone Call From Our Knees Kristine Kathryn Rusch In 2009, Mat Kearney came out with a song called Closer to Love, which is, apparently, a favorite of the DJs on the station I listen to. It still plays in rather heavy rotation for an older song, and I hear it […]
Continue ReadingThe Business Rusch: The Way We Were Kristine Kathryn Rusch Fascinating, fascinating week for me—and a rather insane one at that. I finished a novel whose deadline got pushed back after our friend Bill died because I knew my time would be limited. For those of you who don’t know, Bill left Dean as the […]
Continue ReadingI did not expect to make this post today, although I did expect it eventually. Bill Trojan has been a friend, colleague–and hell, those words are too small. Bill is family. Bill’s been family since before Dean and I started Pulphouse Publishing. Bill was one of the four of us who ran the company, the […]
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