My hat is off to Dylan James Quarles of good ole Port Townsend, one of the winners of BestIndieBookAward.Com’s 2021 “BIBA” for his novel There Be Monsters.
It’s science fiction! It’s Fantasy! It’s so good that not only has it received this award, it’s also gotten four and a half stars on Good Reads!
Y’know, sometimes I think Port Townsend is magic. A combination of Shangri La and Brigadoon. Cool things like this are always happening.
UPDATE FROM LB: I just realized that the original list of nominees is incomplete. The Hollywood Reporter listed the screenplays but, in their never-ending mistreatment of writers, not the writers themselves.
So, with help from Deadline.Com, here are the people who went through all the mishigas writers go through working their butts off and getting the screen credit for their sensational work:
Writing (Adapted Screenplay)
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
Oh, and if y’all detect any irony, please believe me when I say it comes straight from the universe and not your kindly Uncle Larry B.
A Public Service Announcement if ever there was one. Here’s what going on, socially and professionally, at the Writers Guild of America West this month:
Until further notice, the Guild has suspended in-person committee meetings and events, member meetings, and screenings at the Writers Guild Theater. Virtual events are listed below. Members must RSVP in advance to receive access info to participate in online events.
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.