About
It’s about the story.
This site is not about me, the writer, per se, it’s about the story, my stories, a collection of the best stories I’ve written, and I’ll be posting more stories regularly.
Truly, the reader doesn’t care about or shouldn’t care about the writer; it’s the story that matters. If you are wondering about me, the writer, while reading my story, then I haven’t distanced myself enough from my story. If you are curious about me, you’ll gather enough information about me through my stories to understand who I am.
Born, educated, raised, and having worked most of my career in Boston, I’m Bostonfictionwriter. I started writing fiction about Boston, ergo the name, Bostonfictionwriter. Now, I just write fiction. I write what I’ve experienced, ergo, I write what I know, along with a heavy hand of creative fiction and creative autobiography.
If you are here, you are here to be entertained. You are here to read a story. Let me tell you a story. I have a lot of stories to tell. Won’t you read one of my stories?
I have stories for everyone, no matter your taste or interest. Some of my stories are sexual and may excite or offend you. For those of you who may be offended by what I write, I apologize. I meant no offense. To me, it doesn’t matter what type of story it is, erotic or non-erotic, it’s just a story.
For those of you who think that what I write is true, although there is a bit of truth to all of my stories, allow me to remind you that I write fiction. Many of my stories are not sexual. Some of my stories are sad, but most of my stories are funny, satires on life and on people.
When I do write a sexy story, I write it with tongue firmly planted in cheek. Never do I write any stories of anyone under the age of 18-years-old. Sex is funny and should be fun; yet, sex is overrated.
Sex between two people who don’t love one another, for many obvious reasons and some not so obvious, is never any good, but it’s fun to write that story. Conversely, sex between two people who love one another, whether gay, lesbian, or straight is not considered sex to me, but love and that’s a beautiful story to write.
I created this site, actually, my daughter created the site for me, to showcase my stories. I’ve written a lot of stories, nearly 1,000 stories, along with a dozen manuscripts, and hundreds of poems.
Before I started writing stories, I was reading stories. Now, the only stories that I read are my own. I find it impossibly difficult to write stories, while reading the stories of others. That’s just me. That’s just how my brain works. Once, I start reading the stories of others, reading stops my creativity and reading stops me from writing.
I have a bachelor’s degree in English with creative writing and literature minors. I’m educated enough to know that no one can teach someone how to write. Teachers can teach the mechanics of writing a story, but they can’t teach how to creatively create a story. Either you have talent for creating plot, developing characters, and writing dialogue, or you don’t. Either you have the talent for telling a story or you don’t. Either you want to write or you don’t.
Writing is a lifelong apprenticeship and my writing improves with every story that I write. I figure I’ll be a really good writer by the time I’m one-hundred-years-old, if I should live so long.
Sadly, writing is just my avocation, but I wish it was my vocation. I prefer correcting my mistakes, as I write, while rewriting and rereading my story; that’s how I edit my work. I may not pickup all the errors, as I’m not an expert in grammar, spelling, and/or style, but I try.
Although I respect the necessary symbiotic partnership between an editor and writer, I’m not an editor. I dislike editing my stories. Editing stops my creative process and looking for errors is too much like doing accounting, which is what I do for a living. To me there’s always been a blurred line between writers and editors, anyway.
There are writers who edit and writers who can’t edit, just as there are editors who can write and editors who can’t. Nonetheless, I do try and catch as many errors as I can, before posting my stories. I want my stories to read as professional as I’m able to write them, in the hopes that someone will hire me as a writer or will want me to elaborate on one or more of my stories in a novel length work or, perhaps, some actor, director, or producer will want to make one of my stories a movie.
As are most writers who write fiction, I’m a dreamer. Yet, being the accountant that I am, I’m a realist, too. I dare say that I may have a better chance of winning the lottery or being struck by lightning than having anyone in cyberspace discover my talents as a writer. Still, I write. I must. I’m tortured. Writing is my passion, after all. Even if you did not read what I wrote, dear reader, I’d still write my stories, as I did, before there was any place, namely the Internet, to post them.
I’m lucky to have found my passion at such a young age and to have worked my whole life perfecting my skills as a writer. As an American Idol contestant believes he or she can sing and we all can with limited results, I believe I can write, albeit, with limited results. This is probably the best writing time of my life, as I’m free to write whatever I want, whenever I want to write it, and without having to dance to the drumbeat and the writing deadlines of a publisher.
I thank you in advance for reading my stories. You are free to make a comment on my stories to let me know if you enjoyed them or hated them or if you have a suggestion on how I can improve my story or my writing, just as you are free to send me or not send me a donation of your appreciation for my writing. I figure if everyone who read one of my stories sent me a dollar, maybe I could change my career from accountant to writer and live a much happier and more fulfilled life by helping to allow me to follow my passion.
Anyone who’d like to contact me may do so by via email at bostonfictionwriter(at)comcast.net.