Mark A. Carter - novelist

MARK A. CARTER - NOVELIST:
LIVING the dream

Welcome to the awe-inspiring and official web site of world famous Canadian Science Fiction novelist, aging author, boy genius, futurist, literary theorist, poète maudit, troubled visionary, and writer Mark A. Carter. Have I left anything out? Oh right ... and I'm handy too, which is a rarity among the so-called Literati. Ha.

I created this web site as a venue to share my anecdotes and to express my opinions about this, that, and the other, as any good author, novelist, and writer should, or to otherwise rant. And, yes, I also created this web site to promote my books, essays, fiction, literature, novels, stories, tales, and tomes.

If you want to merely exist in your happy, happy, happy, censored, homogenized, and uninspired "Cloudcuckooland", a term coined by Aristophanes in 514 BCE, in his comedy The Birds, then stick your head in the sand elsewhere. Otherwise, this web site is sure to corrupt you with ideas. OMG. So, buckle up because my rants and ravings often go to Hell in a handcart. And if you read them, you are doomed to join me on the tormented downhill ride.

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." - Edgar Allan Poe

WHAT'S NEW?

I have edited and reprinted an article for your edification written by Joel Achenbach from The Week entitled "Why top scientists are so worried about intelligent machines."

Read: Simulation.

In my previous rant I reflected on Vancomycin-induced hallucinations and alien invasion.

Read: Borg Queen, common cold, and reality.

I've done a bit of spring cleaning, here some code ... there some code ... to make this web site a little more user friendly. Particularly, I have reduced the size of my intro pages. And I've done a bit of writing as well about, you guessed it ... Science Fiction.

Read: Vonnegut, file drawer and urinal.
  Sci-fi - devalue, dismiss, and disregard.
  Why write Science Fiction?

My rant to kick off 2016 alludes to some of the things I have been through over the past three years. Moreso, it explains why all of us seem to be spinning our wheels and getting nowhere. Remember, I referred to "revolution without resolution" in HOH.

Read: Stuck in a Time Warp.

So, Happy New Year.

Many of you have e-mailed me over the past year asking if I have I written a new novel. Thank you for your encouragement, enthusiasm, and praise. Sadly, the answer is no. I've done no new writing. But, then again, neither has Shakespeare. Apart from writing a few rants to entertain you, I have not begun a new novel. But, there is one coming. Rest assured. Something is definitely swirling around inside my author, novelist, and writer mind. For the time being, my web site ramblings will have to suffice.

I believe it is my obligation, as a so-called high priest of literature, to write well, to set an example of polished writing, amid the sea swell of swill out there on the internet. It is especially important nowadays, during this new literary dark age where semiliterate Neanderthals with attention deficit disorder scrawl their electronic one-liners with their thumbs replete with errors all over God's green Earth, and consider themselves published. Heaven help us all. And damned be the Devil that invented the exclamation point.

And yes, writing books is my full time job, and then some. How could it be anything but an obsession that occupies every waking and sleeping moment of my life? J'écris donc que je suis. For the uninitiated, that's a play on René Descartes' "I think therefore I am." Instead, I have written: "I write therefore I am." In other words, I would like to believe that my writing defines me.

I hope you find my web site anecdotes, opinions, rants, stories, and tales amusing. Feel free to link to any page of this web site from your own. Read my books and send me your feedback. Start a discussion group. Be inspired to look at the world differently. And spread the word, baby, about my rants, me, my books, and this web site, s'il vous plaît.

In case you've been sleeping for a few years and have just awakened, or have been away for twenty years on a long sea voyage, or just arrived from a prolonged journey through space and time, today is .

There you go. I'm living the dream, baby.

WARNING:  If you proceed, you may be forced to think. It's not illegal ... yet.
 

I have written a little something for those of you who are needlessly condescending and obnoxious when you discover that I am a novelist. Really?
Read: Sycophants and arrogant diminishers.

And for those of you who think novel writing is easy, and you could do it too, I've written a wake up call.
Read: Tripping the Light Fantastic.

Let the fiction begin.

Now you know.

from the imagination of Mark A. Carter - novelist

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