The Ultimate Storyteller

I consider myself to be the best writer of fiction who ever lived. No one else thinks so. People laugh when I share my opinion. Even those who have read my work are hesitant to agree with me.

What if I am the very best writer of fiction ever?

I shall never be everyone's favorite author. No one is. Can anyone be the best? What quality would decide?

Our tastes are subjective. Our favorites are personal. Fiction is make-believe. How can anyone be the best of something that is so different to everyone?

I am my favorite author. So what? What if someone else was? Would that person be the very best because of me?

We cannot know who the best author of fiction is unless we understand the actual significance of fiction itself. We must know what purpose it always serves.

Fiction is artificial dreaming. It can be shared because of itself it is impersonal. It can be appreciated by readers for reasons that never came to mind as it was written. It can be loved for reasons that may offend the author. The intentions of the writer can be ignored entirely or the opposite of his intention the actual result.

Dreams and daydreams are physical manifestations of our spiritual nature. Fiction is an extension of the manifestation. Our thoughts and feelings are shaped by imagination. It is how we think and feel beyond what we actually see, hear and touch.

If there is a best writer of fiction, he is the author that inspires us the most, whether he is our favorite or not. The influence may be indirect, through the works of others who were inspired.

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Arsenals of the Imaginary Future

When a fiction is set in the past or the modern day, its weapons and wars can be realistic by simply copying reality outright. Even if the setting is fictional, if its technology is historical or modern, the particulars are already established.

The weapons and wars in fiction are innately questionable if the setting is futuristic. Though they can be based on reality, the technology is “more advanced” than it actually is, thus, entirely speculative.

The weapons and wars of a fiction set in the far future are excused by default. It would be like the ancient Romans trying to imagine World War 3. If the setting is in the near future, not so much. We expect what is soon to be recognizable.

Fantastic settings makes unrealistic technology believable. The steampunk genre, for example. The technology is understood from the beginning to be thematic rather than actually speculative. The universe is accepted as an alternate reality at its base.

The science of science fiction is futuristic mysticism. Its imaginary technology is the magic of fairy tales but in the guise of speculation. Its weapons and wars are meant to be interesting. As figments of imagination, they serve no other purpose.

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Armed Forces of Villainy

I am fascinated by armies, ancient or modern, real or imagined. I love the uniforms and weapons. I appreciate the parades and maneuvers. I am thrilled by the battles and amazed by the tactics.

My fascination is as a storyteller and artist. My favorite armies are those of the baddies. They should have the most stylish uniforms and the sleekest weapons. Their insignia, badges and banners should look... villainous.

I prefer an efficient army led by competent officers. I do mean for the antagonists. It is well-trained and well-equipped. It generally outfights its enemies but is outmatched by a lone hero or small team of heroes.

An army of female baddies is an exception to my general preference. Women are weaker than men. They are cowardly and witless comparatively. Women cannot be hired for violence. An army of women would be mustered by conscription. They would only attack if they feared their boss... and vastly outnumbered the enemy. Still: for all its innate failings, I prefer an army of female baddies that is well-trained, well-equipped and as effective as such an army could be.

My favorite armies in history are those of the Assyrian Empire, the Confederate States of America and Nazi Germany. I am fascinated by the paramilitary SS and Wagner Group.

My favorite armies in fiction are those of the Amazons in Classical Mythology, the Galactic Empire of Star Wars and the paramilitary Cobra of G.I. Joe.

Antisocial Commentary

I write fiction. White Empires is my universe about a world like our own but quite different. The Confederacy won the War Between the States and Became the Empire of the Golden Circle. It aligns with the Nazis in a 1930s that has the technology and fashion of the modern day.

The Elsa Trilogy is the first three books of The Sorcerer Tetrad. I finished writing the trilogy recently. It is about the Sorcerer and his apprentice, the Enchantress.

A Nazi officer and his teenage daughter are the Sorcerer and the Enchantress. They use magic, technology and armed force to commit atrocities. The girl’s mother and quadroon half-sister fight to stop them.

White Empires is military science fiction... as dystopian alternate history.

The social commentary of the Sorcerer series is nuanced. It is antisocial, actually. The villains are indeed villainous... yet also heroic. The heroes are indeed heroic... but for a questionable cause. The distinction between good and evil is not a matter of one side or the other. It is not shades of gray either.

The very idea of “social justice” is the assumption that people can choose what is good and evil... rather than they must choose either good or evil.

The title character is the antagonist. The mother of his daughter is the protagonist. Both are trying to save the world from the forces of evil. In the end, they come together to do so.

Covering Sexy

As someone who writes books, illustrates the covers and creates the title fonts, I have more covers than books recently. Most of my books since 2023 were written because I had covers that needed books.

The Sorcerer series is military science fiction. The Black Death novellas are black comedy action-adventure. My Weird World books are surreal horror.

My creativity is sexual first and foremost. The art and fiction are always erotic. The sexiness is not always obvious, however.

My thematic specialty is ordinary people easily killed by the bare hands (or tentacles) of someone strange. The scenario is usually that the killer is an intruder or escapee and the victims are clueless guards.

My specialty is not the theme of my Sorcerer series. The books are much longer than usual and perhaps my best work. The sexiness is a manly man as the villain and the heroine is the mother of his daughter... who is in love with him.

The easy victims in the Black Death novellas are not guards at first. They are normal girls living their normal lives when casually murdered by the antihero protagonists. The sexiness is the grim silliness that the killers not only kill easily, but with impunity. No one seems to ever notice... or care.

The heroes in the Weird World books are usually children... but so are the clueless guards. The foot soldiers of villainy are ordinary youngsters conscripted and brainwashed by the adult villains. The heroes have super powers and kill these conscripts with pathetic ease... and enjoy doing so. I am grimly amused.

The “pornography” I make is action-adventure, not actually “pornography” in the usual sense. As an example of how strange my idea of erotica is, the Cylon Raider in the 1978 television series Battlestar Galactica is one of my favorite “nameless baddies” of all time. It is a flying wing spaceship that flies headlong in tight formations and is blasted out of the heavens with pathetic ease... and I think that is so sexy.

A Fictional Passage of Scripture

I write fiction.

The world of my White Empires series is like our own but quite different. The continents are named after the sons of Noah. The countries are different than those of our world... even when the same. The Confederacy won the War Between the States. The 1930s are the modern day. The atomic bomb was already developed... but rendered useless by enervation technology. Adolf Hitler is instead Adolphus Wolf... and does not have a mustache. The right side of his face is scarred. Speech was never confounded into languages. Contagions are unheard of.

We take our world for granted. We assume it could not be any different than how it is.

The people of the White Empires universe do have the Bible. Genesis 11:2-8 reads...

2  And it came to pass, as they journeyed east, that they found a plain in the land of Shinar; and they dwelt there.

3  And they said one to another, Go to, let us make brick, and burn them thoroughly. And they had brick for stone, and slime had they for mortar.

4  And they said one to another, Go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven; and let us make us a name, lest we be scattered abroad upon the face of the whole earth.”

5  And the Lord came down to see the city and the tower, which the children of men built. And the Lord said, behold, the people is one, and they have all one language; and this they begin to do: and now nothing will be restrained from them, which they have imagined to do.

6  Go to, let us go down, and there confound their language, that they may not understand one another’s speech.

7  Alas, the Spirit of God was troubled, and asked, shall words mean nothing? What is truth but gibberish if to speak the truth is gibberish, if to hear it earnestly is to hear gibberish instead? A man’s words shall be his own, to be heard as he speaks or they mean nothing, true or not. Forsake the word and I shall henceforward be deaf to every prayer.

8  So the Lord did otherwise, that the word shall be glorified. The Spirit of God lit a flame in the heart of a man, and forged him to become a hammer that shattered the hearts of stone. By reasons of breakings the people scattered abroad from thence upon the face of all the earth: and they left off to build the city. Their power was broken. The people as one became many, as if a shattered stone.

Our Bible reads differently... but I like this one better.

Swimming Against the Current Events

The spiritual is not only real, it is beginning and the end of everything.

I write books and illustrate the covers. My work is spiritual. I do not mean “religious” in the usual sense. I mean in all sincerity. Every aspect is about who we truly are. Every story is a parable. The silliness and seriousness alike are taken seriously by me.

My themes are typically risqué. The sanctimonious are stirred to self-righteous indignation. If you judge the tree by the fruit it bears, however, I inspire whereas they prove uninspiring. Their anger is evil and destructive. My love is good and creative.

I love what I write. It is never about what I hate. Though the things I loathe are mentioned, they are in a context that is hopeful.

Sins are not thought crimes. They are unfriendly intentions.

To mean to do evil is evil whether acted upon or not. To mean to do good is nothing of the sort unless acted upon. 

The heroes in my stories are not always “good guys” and the villains are not always “bad guys” but their side is good or evil regardless. The point is not that good and evil are shades of gray... but rather that it is personal rather than impersonal.

The tribes and nations struggle and we little people are conscripted into it. The world is bigger than we are. Its tribes and nations are bigger than we are. We are not expected to control the overwhelming forces that control us. We cannot swim against the tides and currents... but we are expected to swim. We drown if we do not.

Swim for the shore! You can still do what is right even if you find yourself on the wrong side of things. You can still do what is wrong if you find yourself on the right side of things. Where you find yourself was decided for you... but where you go is up to you... but only if you bother.

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