Until a few minutes ago, I couldn't decide which project to work on tonight. As I sat here with the ESPN bowl games acting as background noise, I wondered ' Do I work on the continuation of my Core Memories sexy romance series? ' (Yes, I can say the word sexy here. It's my blog. I'm not going to ban myself). ' Do I revisit my full-length work-in-progress that feels empty to me? ' Don't get me wrong. The latter is going to be a wonderful story once I decide to continue writing it. I just don't feel comfortable penning a straight fiction novel right now, even though one of my dear friends insists (and I'm paraphrasing here) "There's something uniquely special about a Brian Scala book." I can't shake this feeling that it needs to be something more than what it is. Romance, Horror, Suspense, maybe all of the above. I need a niche. People want horror or romance, or both. That's partially why I decided to dive into the romance th...
There are landmark days that stand out in people’s minds, for a variety of reasons. Your birthday, your wedding day, your high school graduation day, or the night you drank the blue liquor and nearly blacked out at a bachelor party. Authors tend to commemorate these occasions by releasing a book on their birthday, or perhaps re-releasing a book on the same day for continuity purposes. I published my first book on February 26, 2016. Even then, I wasn’t an author. I was simply a guy who wrote a book. Some years later, I published another book on April 20, 2023. For all intents and purposes, that was my first day as a “real” author. However, the day that truly sticks out in my mind is July 29, 2023. Facebook likes to tell you what happened "On This Day". You see, a year ago, I boarded a plane to visit my family in Florida and enjoy a trip to Walt Disney World. I landed at approximately 1:30pm, walked for a thousand years through a brand-new concourse at Orlando International Air...
(last one!) By Brian Scala May 13, 2012 (Joe Robbins/Getty Images) On Friday night, the face of the Washington Nationals needed 10 stitches after his first major league moment of rage gave him a bloody eye and welt. Since his call-up on April 28, Bryce Harper has shown flashes of brilliance and poise. One week ago, he was praised for handling Cole Hamels’ distorted view of “old-school baseball” with class and dignity, and a steal of home to boot. Since that moment, however, Harper has looked like a typical 19-year-old rookie who is not quite ready for prime time. He has one extra-base hit in that span, and his average has dipped from .308 to .213. If Harper’s response to Hamels’ words and actions were brilliantly clich éd, his response to his obvious struggles was also clich éd, albeit painfu...
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