Anything can inspire me. Movies, series, or a well composed soundtrack. Music in general. It can even be a single word I like, or a sentence. Sometimes it’s a sensation I want to recreate and build a story around. It’s rarely the same.
N.E. Rule attended Toronto’s Ryerson University for both creative writing and business communications. Her writing portfolio includes software specs, marketing copy, and training materials, however, her passion is fiction.
As a writer from Ontario, Canada, Brianna Witte has a passion for spinning tales of sci-fi, horror and fantasy.
Grant Butler is an author from the Midwest who writes in a variety of fiction genres. Some of his literary influences include Stephen King, Ira Levin, Agatha Christie, and Thomas Harris.
Filmmaking has always been my first love. But I love to write in any format, and short stories are just easier to bring into the world than films are (not to mention cheaper), so I end up putting out a lot more prose than I do short films.
What does literary success look like to you? Holding a book with your name on it. Everyone’s definition of success is different, but if you’re only writing with the aim of getting rich and famous, you’re likely to be disappointed.
Literary success, to me, would mean scoring serious novel contracts with major publishers—mainstream circulation in the higher five figures and upward, with international reach, including foreign language editions and screen rights sales. This definitely calls for agency representation, and I’m hoping my track record, built up since 2016 in the short story market, will open that particular door. I’ve dabbled in screenwriting for the last twenty years, too, and a cross-pollination of success between fields is always possible.
Suann Amero is an ambivert who loves tea, cats, dancing, reading, and writing. She lives in Canada with her partner and their two cats, Quincey and Onyx.
by Raven Isobel Plum When my dog, Ebenezer, stared at ‘nothing,’ I always assumed he heard something outside the house. Yet, each day, he spent more time guarding the shadowy corner, increasingly transfixed, not allowing us near. When Miss Jeanie, the psychic, came, she pointed to that exact spot with bangled arms, saying, “You […]