Author Archives: Tyner

The Secret Ingredient

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Recently I’ve seen a lot of forums, websites and discussions talking about the “secret ingredient” in fiction; the elusive element that will instantly turn any schlock into a best-seller and bring the author fame and fortune. Is it angst? Is … Continue reading

The Reasons We Care

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A conversation I just had with my wife prompted me to start thinking (always a dangerous thing for me) about friendships; about the reasons we care for people. All of us have close friends; those people, without whom your life … Continue reading

How my Dad taught me to be a Writer

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My father, much like me, is not an educated man. He knew his job and he did it well, but it was all ‘On-the-Job’ and ‘If-you-hurt-yourself-you’re-doing-it-wrong’ type of schooling. But, despite his limited education, he taught me a lot of … Continue reading

Lean on Me – and I’ll try not to fall over.

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For the past three days, I have been ill. I’ve been struck down with a horrid case of strep throat, which has seen me bound to the couch, with a great deal of free time on my hands. During that … Continue reading

Pictures in your Wallet

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When I was going through highschool, it was a badge of honor to have a picture of your girlfriend in your wallet. (Dude, you’ve got a chick who actually talks to you? Well done!)  When my daughter was born, it … Continue reading

“Stop Molesting Twitter…

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The hardest part of writing a story, beyond the actual craft of it, is trying to get it into the hands of an audience. Being published with a small house, and having no budget for advertising, I can appreciate this … Continue reading

It Depends

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I am a man who likes concrete answers. I like to know exactly what I am supposed to do in any given situation. I have found, lately, that every answer can shift and every rule has an exception. This past … Continue reading

Blood On My Boots

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I have seen a large quantity of unpleasant things in ten years of being a street cop, and it seems each year gets just a little bit worse. Some things, I find, roll off you with no more effect than rain … Continue reading

A Writer in a Savage Land – Or, Very Small Victories

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I recently had a very interesting experience; the folks at my publisher, Dark Dragon Publishing, were able to wrangle me a table for the weekend at Fan Expo Vancouver. Though there were some really cool things, I find myself still … Continue reading

It’s Only Escapism

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“Pfft, it’s only mindless escapism,” is a phrase most often heard uttered from the bearded chins of stuffy men in tweed jackets with elbow patches, or perhaps by young men sitting in large chain coffee shops, wearing horn rimmed glasses … Continue reading