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this silly season of ice and snow, please donate to a worthy
cause, whether it be clothing, food, money or your valuable time.
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There by the Grace of God go we all.
A. Carter - novelist
to the awe-inspiring and official
web site of world famous Canadian
Speculative Fiction novelist,
aging author, boy genius, futurist, literary theorist, poète
maudit, troubled visionary, and writer
Mark A. Carter. I'm living the dream, baby. Have I left
anything out? Oh right ...
and I'm handy too, which is
a rarity among the Literati.
If your first
burning and somewhat rude question is: "What kind
of books do you write?" then; as the
CHANCE card in the board game
Monopoly (Parker Brothers) sometimes commands:
"Do not pass GO. Do not collect
$200. Go directly to:
Tripping the Light
Fantastic and read what I have to say about kind.
For the rest
of you, I created this web site as a venue to share my anecdotes
and to express my opinions about this,
that, and the other or to otherwise
rant. And, yes, I also created this web site to sell my
books, novels, stories, and tales
because a guy's got to make
"All that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream."
- Edgar Allan Poe
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 .
If you proceed, you
may be forced to think. It's not illegal yet.
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
maligned, and ridiculed Science Fiction
writers and SETI scientists
rejoice. New research indicates that
twenty per cent of the stars in the
Milky Way Galaxy have Earth-like
planets in the habitable zone.
That's 8.8 billion Earths-like
planets in our galaxy alone. And there are
billions of galaxies. Read:
What the world needs now is a different type of
propulsion system to get us off this
ball of wax. Read: Conceptual
Breakthrough: the need for faster-than-light speed.
takes its Science Fiction
and its science seriously. Read:
What came first, the chicken or the egg? The answer is,
of course, that Science Fiction
came first. Read: Future
ghoulish pre-Hallowe'en treat for my avid readers, I
have taken a second look at some old material. Read:
Do you suffer
from writer burn out? It happens
to us all. Don't fear it. Embrace it. Understand it. Read:
RECENT RANTS: Frankenstein,
Point to your
favorite Canadian speculative fiction author, futurist, novelist,
and writer, Virginia. That's right.
And it's okay, baby. You can
call it Science Fiction if you want. Some of it is.
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.
Also, 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. Read:
But I get ahead
And yes, writing
books is a 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
"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
Tellusian Seed and
Thea of the Seraphim have been translated into
French at long last. They are available in
Trade Paperback and in Kindle
my previous books are written in English.
For those of
you who are out of the loop where my books are concerned, here
is the scoop: Hephzibah of Heaven
is the Mythpunk novel
that began it all. It is about what once was, what is, and what
It is about a
Seraphim in love with
Christ at the time of the crucifixion, who punishes mankind
for what he has done to her beloved; and, in turn, is banished
from Heaven and forced to walk the Earth for two thousand years.
It is about good versus evil and how human beings fit
into the mix. It is about the end of the old world and the beginning
of the new. It is about belief.
Thea of the Seraphim is the Mythpunk
prequel. The first part of the novel is about Angels,
Demons, God, Lucifer, and the War
of Heaven that once was. And the second part is about
a young human girl named Alex
with a passion for dioramas that alter reality who is stolen
from our world by Satan to
change Hell. And it is about
our part as Dream Warriors
in the War of Hell
that continues to this day.
Tellusian Seed is the
Mythpunk sequel. It is about the first creature outside
of Heaven to evolve into a God. It is about a human girl on the
New Earth who travels to Heaven as
Quetzalcoatl, meets God Almighty
face to face, and receives his blessing. And it is about
her timely return to Heaven
as Tezcatlipoca, when all
is said and done, to perform the ultimate task. And then
Psycho-Thrillers, French translations, and my first Book
of Rants ... oh my. Read:
Now you know.