There are a few authors out there whose last names begin with Q, but I’ve chosen to cheat on the challenge instead and feature a northern Colorado writer whose name sounds as though it could begin with Q.
Featured Author: Brian Qaufman (aka Brian Kaufman)
Brian was the instructor in a novel-writing class I took back in 2003. My critique group, Raintree Writers, was formed by a few of the participants in that class, and now Brian is a part of Raintree Writers.
A writer of twisted stories about twisted people, Brian seems like a normal guy. He writes well, is an excellent and supportive critiquer, but one can’t help wonder what’s going on his mind when he gets too quiet. Is he thinking about zombies? Corpses behind the walls of an old house?
You’ll see what I mean when you read some of his work: Dead Beyond the Fence: A Novel of the Zombie Apocalypse, The Apocalypse Parable: A Conspiracy of Weeds, and Mary King’s Plague. If you want to read an outstanding piece of historical fiction, though, get a copy of his novel about the Alamo, The Breach, written from the Mexican point of view. Hopefully he’ll put that up as an e-book soon.
Featured Book: (And) Quiet Flows the Don by Mikhail Sholokhov
This is the first book I ever read by a Russian novelist, and the only one I’ve re-read. Just thinking about it got me back to my online library catalog so I could find it again.
I love this beautifully written story of life in a Cossack village in the early 1900s. The novel, which pits the upstart peasant farmer Gregor against Misha, a loyal Party member, and its sequel (The Don Flows Home to the Sea), won Sholokhov the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1965.
Word of the Day: Quit
Occasionally I think I’ll quit something I do now and replace it with something I’m not doing now.
One day it’s writing. The next it’s blogging. Or gardening.
Always in the interest of reading more…or crocheting…or painting…or really learning how to use my new camera…or taking a refresher course in piano…or taking guitar lessons.
I suppose I could give up blogging, but that would seem like cutting myself off from the wonderful friends I’ve made through blogs and social media.
I could give up gardening, but there’s truly nothing like fresh veggies I’ve grown myself. Especially green beans, my favorite.
Writing, though? I don’t think I could quit. It’s the worst kind of addiction. Are there support groups for recovering writers? I’d need a good one.