Mark A. Carter

Blood, Rants, and Steampunk ... maybe

World famous Canadian Science Fiction novelist Mark A. Carter talks about what he will be working on next ... maybe.

My entire writing schedule has been pushed back by life.

Bob: "What happened to you, man?"
Qohen: "Life."
Bob: "Life happens to everyone, alright." - Zero Theorem (2013)

I have been through the mill these past two years. So, I just may step away from the bounds of keyboard, monitor, pen, and paper for a time to just take a few deep breaths and relax. Sometimes I forget that the whole purpose of being a writer, aside from having a vivid imagination and the ability to convey emotion, image, and sensation into words, is actually to live the life. To me, living the life is not about partying. It is about the freedom to set my own work schedule and to actually walk away from my red-stained birch writing desks once in a while to smell the roses. At this juncture, some time off sounds good.

Since I mentioned the subject of time, let me pause to correct what has become a much maligned two word saying concerning it: Time flies. People say it all the time and it bugs the Hell out of me because it is simply wrong, the imagery is wrong, and no one gives credit to the author. Time does not acquire faerie wings and flutter away. If anything, it has a pair of strong legs and runs away from us all faster than we would like. The two word saying attributed to some anonymous they as in they say, by the disrespectful, ignorant, and uneducated masses, is from a one line quotation from a larger text. Here it is:

Sed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus, singula dum capti circumvectamur amore.
- Virgil. Georgics. Book III, line 284.

It translates as this:

But meanwhile it flees: time flees irretrievably,
while we wander around, prisoners of our love of detail.

So, in future, show some respect for this literary giant. Give Virgil his due. He coined the expression in his writings approximately two thousand years ago. And get your mini-quotation right: Time flees. Moving on ...


Here comes a candle

to light you to bed.

And here comes a chopper

to chop off your head.

Oranges and Lemons

Roud Folk Song Index #13190

My other writing plans remain much the same. First off, I have something thoroughly bloody in mind. Blood runs throughout my Mythpunk novels as a symbol for fertility, pain, and sacrifice. But this time, I use it differently. Sometimes Virginia, with apologies to Sigmund, blood is only blood. And, in the case of the bloody Psycho-Thriller I am currently writing, which is actually an older work left unfinished for years that I just can't let go, I'm talking about a terrifying amount of bloodshed. The novel is not for the squeamish. It's called ... no, I'm not going to reveal the title yet. You will just have to wait.


Out, damned spot! Out, I say!

Macbeth: Act V, Scene i, l.32

Behind the scenes, I will be working on the Hardback of Hephzibah of Heaven. But it is extremely unlikely that this epic romance will ever be translated into French. Désolé.

But if someone out there loves my writing enough to translate it as a favor, and I'm talking a poetic and sensitive soul, please feel free. Contact me when you are done.

Because so many of you have asked about it, I shall be putting out my first Book of Rants sooner than later. Stay tuned for updates.

Perhaps you noticed from your internet search that I have doppelgängers out there, creeps who have stolen my identity, and other imitators and impostors who claim to be me. They also claim that their web sites are the official site. Bla. Bla. Bla. But there's nothing official about them. A writer writes. That's the bottom line. Whatever. At least there are many interesting mug shots. Aren't there?

So, be careful who you communicate with, and whose stuff you read. If it isn't on my official web site, which is where you are right now, it's not me. The last time I looked, there were over 1,400 Mark Carters in the USA alone.

Just so you know, I am not a "wannabe" actor or an attorney in Charleston or in Vancouver. I am not a distributor of water tanks, a medical doctor in Hobart or in Louisville. I am not a film director in Vancouver. Neither am I the owner of a pet store, an occasional primary school teacher in St. Catharines, which is spooky beyond belief, or a Principal in Sydney down under. And I am not a real estate agent in South Australia, a stock & station agent, the training manager for a transit company or a writer in the center of Nowhereville, Illinois or in New York City. Heaven forbid.

"You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad." - Aldous Huxley

And for those of you who can't discern fiction from reality, I am not General Jacob Carter's son and Samantha Carter's brother from Stargate SG-1, although I was leaving the School of Drama at the University of Windsor just as Amanda Tapping, who played Samantha Carter, was entering. How's that for a surreal degree of separation?

living the dream

I have written more about my ghostly doubles, if you're interested. Read: Doppelgängers.

"There is only one original Mark A. Carter, baby. I'm it," he said delusionally. "And you have found my official web site, and me, at long last." Save it as a favorite.

PLEASE NOTE: as far as the spelling on this web site and in my books is concerned, I use Funk & Wagnalls Standard College Dictionary. Why? When in Rome ...

Stephenson's Rocket
The Rocket, winner of the the Rainhill Trials of 1829, was not the first locomotive. But it brought together several innovations to produce the most advanced locomotive of its day.
Illustration courtesy of Wikipedia

I have recently become infatuated with Steampunk and will most likely try my hand at it eventually. Yes, Virgina, it's a sub-genre of Science Fiction or Sci-Fi. And don't get me going about SF. As far as I'm concerned the debate about SF was over in the late nineteen seventies. Does SF mean Science Fiction, Science Fantasy, Speculative Fiction or Speculative Fantasy? Bla, bla, bla, bla ... bla. Forgetaboutit.

Why would I do such a thing? To me, Steampunk seems like great fun to research and to write. It is Science Fiction or Speculative Fiction restricted to the Victorian Era, no matter how you split hairs and rename it. And that opens vast creative possibilities in my mind. It truly inspires me. And it satisfies my need to write Romance within the framework of a Science Fiction scenario but with nicer window dressing. But, as I have said before, Steampunk has to be something more than gadgets, gimmicks, and gizmos. Read:  Steampunk.

And so, the dividing line between Fantasy and Science Fiction continues to diminish.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,

"To talk of many things:

Of shoes and ships and sealing wax

Of cabbages and kings

And why the sea is boiling hot

And whether pigs have wings."

Excerpt from "The Walrus and The Carpenter" from

Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There by Lewis Carroll, 1872.

Now you know.

from the imagination of Mark A. Carter - novelist

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