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Life After NaNoWriMo, Day 5: Discover Your Character’s Family

Dear writers and storytellers,

Here, as promised, is the fifth of five excerpts from my popular book Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget. I am offering one excerpt free each day this week on my blog. Each includes practical tips and exercises for digging more deeply into the inner lives of your characters — helping you to make your characters and their stories unforgettable. I offer the fifth of the five excerpts below.

And now, on to your free tip for the day:

DISCOVER YOUR CHARACTER’S FAMILY

by Stant Litore

Who is your character’s family? How do they look at their parents? What do they think of the ways they are like (or unlike) their parents? The nature of your character’s relationship (or lack thereof) with his or her parents can be a driving force in your character’s life.

So can the absence of parents.

Example: Dinosaur Cowgirl

In Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files series, the Chicago wizard Harry Dresden is an orphan, and his yearning for a family drives a lot of his choices. For example, in the novel Ghost Story, Harry runs some big risks—almost to the point of losing sight of his mission—in order to help a young gang member who is an orphan. Harry can see that the youth is a “good kid” in a bad place, and because of his own history as an orphan, he can’t simply walk away.

In Skin Game, there is a touching scene where Harry watches the Carpenter children rampage playfully through his best friend’s house. An older child carries a younger child on his shoulders while holding his hands up against his chest like tiny arms and making growly T-Rex noises; another child flees while the girl being carried yells gleefully, “No one can escape dinosaur cowgirl!” Watching their antics, Harry gets almost tearful. These children have security and affection that he never had.

What lies simmering in the heart of your character, when they think about their family? Were they an only child? Were they an older, younger, middle child? Where are their siblings now? All of these questions can yield vital clues to who your character is and the choices your character might make in the story.

EXERCISE 21

It’s time to interview your character about the things we’ve discussed in this chapter. For this exercise, write down a list of questions – e.g., What were your character’s parents like? What is her scariest childhood memory? What is one time she was really furious with her best friend? If she could have one thing more than anything else in all the world, what would that be? What does she do before going to bed each night?

Give the list to a friend and invite them to add questions of their own. (That part is important.) Then roleplay your character and have your friend conduct the interview, asking questions of your character. Try to get as “in character” as possible. If you can, dress up as your character (even if it seems silly to do so). At the least, step out of the room as you, take a few deep breaths, and step back into the room as your character, before beginning the interview. If you are nervous about the exercise, just remember that you are a writer. Playing pretend is what you do. Getting inside a character’s head is what you do.

Record the interview, and play it back afterward. Maybe discuss it with your friend. Perhaps try doing this with two or three friends at different times. The key is to be surprised by new questions and to see how your character responds.

If you have a friend who is an actor,  a theater major, or similar, have your friend read a scene and then ask your friend to roleplay your character. This time, you ask the questions.

Always take time to reflect after an interview. What questions surprised you, and what answers? Are there new opportunities and ideas for exploring who your character is, and how they interact with others?

Read more in Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget!

Stant Litore

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Life After NaNoWriMo, Day 4: Discover Your Character’s Friends

Dear writers and storytellers,

Here, as promised, is the fourth of five excerpts from my popular book Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget. I am offering one excerpt free each day this week on my blog. Each includes practical tips and exercises for digging more deeply into the inner lives of your characters — helping you to make your characters and their stories unforgettable. I offer the fourth of the five excerpts below.

And now, on to your free tip for the day:

DISCOVER YOUR CHARACTER’S FRIENDS

by Stant Litore

You can tell a lot about someone not just by who their friends are, but by why they are friends. If your protagonist has a confidant, what key moment originally established their bond?

There is a great example of this in the Nick Cage and Tea Leoni movie The Family Man. Nick Cage’s character has a long-time buddy that he goes out to have beers with, goes bowling with, a “one of the guys,” working-class character. At first, watching the movie, you assume the relationship between these two men – both of them dads and husbands in a small suburb – is relatively superficial. After all, you don’t see them talking about their feelings on the screen; they joke around; they are just buddies.

But then comes a brief, pivotal scene in which a neighbor’s wife is flirting with Nick Cage’s character, and he flirts back and gets her phone number. He then brags about it lightly to his friend. His friend doesn’t give him the high-five response he clearly expects; instead, his friend suddenly turns serious. “I can’t believe I’m hearing this,” he says. And he starts to get angry. “Do you remember what you told me when I was thinking of cheating? You said, ‘Don’t give up the best thing in your life just because you’re a little unsure who you are.’”

That is such a powerful line of dialogue! And it only takes a moment on the screen to deliver it. So much backstory is contained in that one line! Suddenly, the way we look at these two characters and their friendship is entirely different. They aren’t “just buddies.” Nick Cage’s character stood by his friend and was there for him, challenging him at a really critical moment in the past, and now his friend is returning their favor. Their friendship may not be something they talk about often, but it is ocean-deep and has a floor of solid rock.

Ask yourself: What was the pivotal moment in the past that shaped your character’s bonds with a friend, and importantly, how can you reveal that moment at a key point that surprises the reader and moves your plot forward?

EXERCISE 20

Write three brief scenes; in each, your character attempts to a second person about the friendship he or she has with an old friend. This is an opportunity to see if you can uncover fresh perspectives on the friendship. In the three scenes, the second person who is listening is:

  1. A child on a playground.
  2. The friend. At the friend’s deathbed.
  3. Your character’s ex-lover.

Read more in Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget — and watch this blog for tomorrow’s tip!

Stant Litore

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Life After NaNoWriMo, Day 3: Discover Your Character’s Deepest Wound, Fear, and Desire

Dear writers and storytellers,

Here, as promised, is the third of five excerpts from my popular book Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget. I am offering one excerpt free each day this week on my blog. Each includes practical tips and exercises for digging more deeply into the inner lives of your characters — helping you to make your characters and their stories unforgettable. I offer the third of the five excerpts below.

And now, on to your free tip for the day:

DISCOVER YOUR CHARACTER’S DEEPEST WOUND, FEAR, AND DESIRE

by Stant Litore

We are driven by our desires, our fears, and the core wounds of our lives. These supply the goals we want to achieve, the barriers we strive to overcome, and the inner obstacles that slow us from leaping over those barriers.

So it is critical to ask these questions about your characters:

  1. When was your character most loved?
  2. When was your character hurt?
  3. What choices did your character make at that time?
  4. How did your character feel about those choices?
  5. How has your character repeated those choices, perhaps in smaller ways, ever since? How is your character driven by those past choices?
  6. What triggers memories of that past? What triggers might others trip over unknowingly?

Example: Rachel’s Bracelets

There is a clever scene in Sharon Shinn’s novel Archangel that illustrates how triggers of past memory can be used in a way that builds emotional tension, throws wrinkles into the plot, and sets up a key moment on the character arc. In the story, Rachel and Gabriel are preparing for an arranged marriage. Gabriel has great wealth and power but essentially a good heart; Rachel, until recently, was a slave. The reader knows this, but may not fully appreciate the emotional impact that history has had on Rachel until this scene.

Gabriel throws a banquet in Rachel’s honor and invites every dignitary he can think of. He wants very badly to show her that he means to treasure her. During the banquet, he presents her with an expensive gift: two heavy, solid-gold, jeweled bracelets. Rachel looks down at them and freezes. Her entire body goes cold and rigid. She starts to shake. Very quietly, she says, “I will never wear these,” and then flees the room.

Gabriel and the other guests are left shocked by her departure.

Of course what has happened is that the bracelets have reminded Rachel of manacles. We learn this when Gabriel pursues her to her quarters and tries to comfort her; Rachel lowers her sleeves (until this point in the story, she has kept her wrists carefully covered) to reveal the bruises her slavery has left around her wrists. The revelation is powerful and poignant and even shocking, and it opens a key moment on the character arc: How will Gabriel react? And how will Rachel then respond? It is an opportunity to move their relationship forward.

For Rachel, the gift of golden bracelets was the trigger for her deepest wound and her most terrible fears. What might trigger your characters’ most significant past experiences and feelings (whether terrifying or joyous)? What is a touch, a smell, a sound, that is meaningful and historical to your character?

The trigger can be something quite small and subtle. For example, a mentor of mine many years ago told me how her eyes would mist over every time she heard the sound of someone jingling car keys in their hand. Her father had died when she was young, and she missed him so much. When she was small and her father would come home from work, he would jingle his car keys as he climbed the stairs. Whenever she hears that sound, her loss and her love for her father rise to the top of her heart.

What triggers your characters’ feelings from the past? 

EXERCISE 18

Write three brief scenes, each making use of one of the following as a “trigger” for feelings welling up from your character’s past:

  1. A red cord tied around a bunch of bananas at the grocery store.
  2. Children humming.
  3. The scent of bacon.

In all three cases, write a scene of conflict between characters. Use the trigger to pivot the scene from one mood to another or to abruptly change the course of the conflict. Write all three to be poignant, not amusing.

EXERCISE 19

Repeat Exercise 18. This time, write for humor.

Read more in Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget — and watch this blog for tomorrow’s tip!

Stant Litore

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Life After NaNoWriMo, Day 2: Discover Your Character’s Secrets

Dear writers and storytellers,

Here, as promised, is the second of five excerpts from my popular book Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget. I am offering one excerpt free each day this week on my blog. Each includes practical tips and exercises for digging more deeply into the inner lives of your characters — helping you to make your characters and their stories unforgettable. I offer the second of the five excerpts below.

And now, on to your free tip for the day:

DISCOVER YOUR CHARACTER’S INTIMACIES

by Stant Litore

What are your character’s intimacies—things your character knows that she shares with very few people? In compelling stories, characters have secrets, intimate knowledge about themselves that they conceal from themselves or from other people, just as we do in our own lives.

Showing these on the page not only reveals what your character is most shy about or values highest; they also provide you with ingredients for key scenes. The scenes in which a character chooses to reveal (or not to reveal) intimate knowledge are often rich with possibilities for tension, emotional conflict, and catharsis.

Example: Penelope’s Tree-Bed

At the end of The Odyssey, when Odysseus has slain the suitors and stands ready to reclaim his house, there is a tender scene in which he and Penelope look across the room at each other. This is not Hollywood; he and his wife, separated for twenty years, do not rush across the room, leap into each other’s arms, and swing around in a circle to swelling, orchestral music. He has been gone twenty years. Penelope needs to know if this man is still her husband. She needs to know that in two ways – is this man actually Odysseus? And is he still her Odysseus, the man she once knew?

So Penelope tests him. She suggests that he sweep her off her feet and take her to their bed, and drops a few details about the bed. The bed she describes doesn’t actually exist. Odysseus, perhaps with a look of wonder and beseeching in his face, answers by describing the bed that does exist. “What are you talking about?” he asks. “I carved our marriage bed, with my own hands, from the trunk of a great olive tree that stands in our bedroom, rising out of the floor and up and right through the roof. I carved the bed in an alcove, right in the living wood; I carried you to it on our wedding night.”

This is something only the two of them know, a memory and an intimacy that only they share. By the fact that Odysseus knows of it, and by the tenderness in his voice as he speaks of it, Penelope knows that he is still her Odysseus. Then the tears and the embraces come.

 Example: The Heel of the Loaf

Here is a story an editor shared with me, some years ago. An elderly couple are having dinner, and are fighting heatedly. The argument gets louder and louder; they fight like this many nights and go to bed bitter with each other. As they fight, the husband is serving food onto his plate and his wife’s. At one point, he slices the loaf of bread on the table and puts the heel of the loaf on his wife’s plate.

“And that’s another thing!” she yells. “Why do I always get the heel of the loaf? What am I, a servant?”

He doesn’t reply, and she falls silent when she sees the shock on his face.

There is a pause.

When the husband breaks the silence, his voice is soft and filled with wonder, concern, and a little hurt. “That’s my favorite piece.”

Two intimacies are shared at this moment, without being stated directly. He never knew that she feels devalued when he gives her the heel of the loaf, and she never knew that all these years, he has been giving her the first cut of the bread, giving up his favorite piece so she could enjoy it. The entire scene turns on this small gesture, this brief revelation, because it reveals to each character so much about how the other feels. After this moment, they can’t fight any more; the scene will probably have a happier ending than the reader initially expected!

Read more in Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget — and watch this blog for tomorrow’s tip!

Stant Litore

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Life After NaNoWriMo, Day 1: Discover Your Character’s Habits

Hello fellow writers and storytellers,

NaNoWriMo is done, and some of you now have chapters upon chapters of manuscript, and you now face the hard work of revision and deepening of your story. Where to start?

To help, I’d like to offer five excerpts from my popular book Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget, one each day this week on my blog. Each daily blog will offer practical tips and exercises for digging more deeply into the inner lives of your characters — helping you to make your characters and their stories unforgettable. I offer the first of the five excerpts below.

Here is your free tip for the day:

DISCOVER YOUR CHARACTER’S UNIQUE HABITS

by Stant Litore

What are your character’s unique habits, and what do they reveal about your character’s traits and life choices?

Example: A Prayer Before Bed

In the film Shadowlands (dramatizing scenes in the life of C.S. Lewis, the author of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe) there is a touching scene in which Jack Lewis brings his wife, Joy, home. She is dying slowly of cancer, and they married while in the hospital. After tucking his ailing wife gently into bed, Lewis, a long-time bachelor (he is about fifty), is unsure what to do. “Just do what you do every night,” Joy tells him.

Lewis shambles about the room, walking through his routine, narrating it: “Well, let me see, first…I come in through the door…and I walk over here…” He looks puzzled as he hangs up his coat and hat; he has never had another person in the room during his night-time routine. At last, he kneels beside the bed, folds his hands, and bows his head in prayer. “And then…then I pray,” he says.

Joy laughs, delighted: “Like a little kid!” Her eyes shine with amusement and love. “You’re just like a little kid!”

Look how much that character’s habits reveal about him! Not only that, but the habits are shown to the reader at a key scene where the writer has opportunity to reveal things not only about C.S. Lewis but also about Joy, and about their relationship. It would be a mistake (in most cases) to open a chapter with a lengthy description of the character’s habits. Find an opportunity to reveal them where the revealing has impact on the plot or on relationships that are key to your story – as in the case of Shadowlands, where one character is sharing his habits with another for the first time.

EXERCISE 16

Make a sketch of your protagonist’s morning routine and consider its implications. What is the first thing your character does, each day? Does your character hit the Snooze button on the alarm eighteen times before rolling (literally) out of the bed, with a groan? Does your character leap to her feet and begin doing aerobics in front of the mirror? What kind of alarm clock does your character own? Does it beep and screech? Does it play music? What station? (In Jim Butcher’s The Dresden Files, Harry Dresden never punches Snooze because he has a Mickey Mouse alarm clock, and he tells the reader that the couldn’t live with someone who would punch Mickey Mouse. That is a revealing detail!) If your character lives with a spouse who is not a morning person, what does she do first in the morning? Rise and tiptoe softly out of the bedroom, gently, not wanting to wake him? Does she kiss his shoulder or his hair before tiptoeing out? Is there a morning when, angry, she breaks from routine, goes to the kitchen and slam cabinet doors and slam the skillet down on the stove, and generally makes as much noise as possible? Is there a morning when she decides to wake him in a more intimate way?

EXERCISE 17

Make a sketch of your protagonist’s evening routine and consider its implications. What is the last thing your character does, before bed? Does he cover his head with a pillow? Does she sing softly to herself or say mantras, hoping to ward off nightmares? Does she clutch a teddy bear close, almost childlike, feeling in the moment before bed each night a terrible loneliness? Does he drink himself to sleep? Does he masturbate? Does he brush his teeth, fastidiously, for exactly two minutes, and then put his brush carefully in its holder and tidy the sink before approaching his carefully made bed? Does he read one chapter each night from a novel before flicking off the light? Does he leave all the lights on? Does he leave just one light on, maybe in the hall? Does he, each night, check the bedside drawer to make sure his gun is ready?

Our habits define us; they structure our lives and they reveal about us more than we think.

Read more in Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget — and watch this blog for tomorrow’s tip!

Stant Litore

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What Are My Characters Thankful For?

I asked my characters what they’re thankful for this season…


Devora (upper left): “I’m still breathing.” (points at one of the people reading my blog) “He’s still breathing.” (points at another) “Her, too.” (points at another) “And he’s breathing.” (squints, then lifts her blade Mishpat warily) “I think.”

Father Polycarp (2nd from the left): “That you are listening to me. And that when I fall, there will be someone to keep walking. There is a very long way to walk.”

Regina (upper right): “Freedom. My freedom.” (rubbing her wrists gently after the bonds are cut)

Yirmiyahu (bottom): (silence) (glares at me through his lank, tangled hair)

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What are you thankful for, this season?

Stant Litore

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Help Me Support Colorado Readers

Support Grey Havens YA this season by ordering Stant Litore’s The Zombie Bible: Silver Edition Digital Box Set (on sale this season on Kindle and Nook). Through Dec 31, 50% of royalties go to GHYA.

Hi everyone! As you know, I’ve been deeply involved for years in the Grey Havens Group, and am a huge admirer of their youth branch, Grey Havens YA (GHYA), which gives teens in northern Colorado a home to come discuss books, imagination, and philosophy. It is an amazing group, and something I would have given a lot to have when I was a teen living in the country. Whenever I see them gathered for an event, I am so moved by their camaraderie, their deep love of sharing stories and of creating art, their passion for reading, and by the self-confidence these teens have built together.

GHYA is a shoestring-budget operation, and I want to help by giving them 50% of my royalties for The Zombie Bible: Silver Edition Digital Box Set to GHYA through December 31, 2015. Please help me by sharing the word and, of course, by buying the books! If I can get GHYA just $250, that supplies their book budget for the spring. If I can get them $500-$1000, they’ll be able to increase their membership, or perhaps get equipment to replace the truly archaic and at-the-brink-of-breaking computers and projectors they currently work with.

You can read testimonials from Grey Havens YA members and families here. And you can get the ebooks on Kindle or Nook (or give them another as a holiday gift). Tweet and share this post to let your friends know!

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May your holidays and holy days be merry this season —

Stant Litore
zombiebible@gmail.com

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It’s Not Just White People Exploring Time and Space

I’ve been invited to speak at a class on Islam and popular culture at the University of Denver — because of my Ansible series — and the invitation has me thinking deeper, lately, about my writing. Here is part of my recent guest blog at SF Signal, which gets into just what I find so amazing about speculative fiction, and why I write what I do:

We are the writers and readers of speculative fiction. We speculate. It’s what we do. We imagine possible futures and possible pasts. So why do we speculate mostly about just a small percentage of the earth’s peoples in their encounters with wonders scientific or magical? I’ve lost count of how many recent fantasy novels I’ve read that feature variations on medieval Europe, or how many science fiction sagas in which the universe is explored by fleets of American or European people. I am white, and male, and I love some of these stories. Who doesn’t want to see themselves captaining the first star vessel to Alpha Centauri?

But where is my friend, who is an engineer from Iran, and his story? Where is my friend, who is a Lebanese astrophysicist, and her story? What if that portal to another dimension opened up in Buenos Aires rather than London? What if the nearest solar system was settled by the Reconstructed Republic of Mexico or by Sri Lanka? In the exploration of vast universes, where is the rest of our planet?

As an incurable history buff, I look both forward and back. I see that the great scientific and mathematical advances around the end of the first millennium were achieved in Cairo, Baghdad, and Samarkand, that the Koreans built the first naval fleet of ironclad ships, that the Aztecs invented basketball, and that today one of the world’s newest and largest universities (KAUST) is in Saudi Arabia. So there is precedent for speculating about where explorers in the future may come from, what they might believe, how they might see the universe.

And frankly, I’m bored. I’m bored with wondering how a Southern Baptist or a New York atheist would deal with the threat of an alien invasion. I want to wonder how a Tibetan Buddhist would handle it. I wonder how a Yoruba seer in Trinidad would handle it, or a Muslim physicist and women’s rights activist in Indonesia. I’m greedy. I want to see the universe through as many eyes as possible!

A truer way of saying what I feel is that I’m hungry.

In a society flooded with books, I remain starved! Starved for the stories of others, not just my own story told a thousand times, or the stories of my neighborhood. I want to hear everyone’s story.

I suspect some of you reading this are grumbling about my “obsession with political correctness,” but if you’ll forgive my coarseness, I don’t give a lion’s ass about political correctness. I just don’t want to live in a small world of small imagination. I’m not “PC”; I’m just hungry.

If you’re hungry, too, here are some great book recommendations:

  • Frank Herbert’s Dune (of course!);
  • The Bone Flower Throne by TL Morganfield opens an epic fantasy trilogy set in tenth-century Mesoamerica, where an Aztec priestess fights an invading god;
  • Kim Stanley Robinson’s The Years of Rice and Salt retells seven centuries of history as though the Black Death had exterminated Europe entirely, leaving the world to be developed and navigated by the Muslim Near East, Buddhist China, and the Iroquois;
  • Amalie Howard’s Alpha Goddess, an urban fantasy drawing not from European mythologies but from Hinduism;
  • The Vandermeers’ forthcoming Big Book of SF, which features translated-for-the-first-time SF stories from around the globe (part of our paucity of imagination, I think, is due to the fact that there are thriving traditions of SF in Africa, Russia, and China of which we who read only or mostly in English are almost completely unaware);
  • Alan Smale’s A Clash of Eagles, which pits an alternate 13th-century Roman empire against the Sioux;
  • Octavia Butler’s The Parable of the Sower, with its Daoist take on a young prophet’s journey through a crumbling society; and
  • Karen Lord’s wonderful Redemption in Indigo, with its Yoruba approach to the fantastical.

And many others, thankfully, though I wish there were even more. In my own work, I’m exploring time and space through Muslim eyes (from Iran, Saudi Arabia, Turkey, Kenya, and Indonesia) in the Ansible stories, and in The Zombie Bible I reimagine the history of the Near East as though our religions, cultures, and ways of looking to the past have been shaped by recurring zombie epidemics throughout time. I write about white people, too: Father Polycarp in What Our Eyes Have Witnessed is an old white Greek male, and Egret in The Running of the Tyrannosaurs is trained, brainwashed, and biologically altered to fit a cover model ideal of beauty—while fighting dinosaurs in a far future gladiatorial arena.

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I want to write about everybody, read about everybody, and hear from everybody. The more ideas and stories I hear from different people, the wilder my imagination grows and the bigger both the world I live in and the worlds I can imagine become. This is SF! I want to write and read about extravagant, big ideas! I want no limit on my imagination or my reading experience—I want to roam time and space, and visit every civilization on and off the earth. I don’t want to be bored. If you want small ideas or small worlds, there are other shelves in the bookstore you can visit for that.

SF has the opportunity to be a bit scrappy, a bit outrageous. We’re the folk who boldly go where no storytellers have gone before, who insist that you can’t take the sky from us, and who seek out new civilizations and speculate fiercely about startling new ways to live long and prosper. It’s what we do.

So come imagine with me. Let’s imagine not only outside the borders of our biology, our century, and our engineering, but outside our civilization too. It’s a big earth and a big universe, and every morning when I wake up, I can’t wait to explore it and experience it and speculate about it a little more.

You can read that original post here. (Though please note that I didn’t choose the title ‘colorblind’ that SF Signal chose for the essay; that’s not a term that I’m a fan of; it conveys the opposite of what I’m talking about. I’m talking about seeing people of other identities and hearing stories that include them, not about being blind to diverse identities. Topic for another post. My title for this essay is: It’s Not Just White People Exploring Time and Space. That’s what I’ve wanted readers to know.)

I am excited about my visit to DU (my alma mater) next week. I am honored — and humbled, too — to find my Ansible 15715 on the class’s reading list, and to have this chance to brainstorm and chat with students about something very near my heart: how, through stories, we imagine a more diverse, and more real, future. I think the students will have a lot to teach me.

Stant Litore

Stant Litore is a novelist. He writes about gladiators on tyrannosaurback, Old Testament prophets battling the hungry dead, geneticists growing biological starships, time-traveling hijabi bisexual defenders of humanity from the future. Explore his fiction here. And here is one of his toolkits for writers, and here’s another book where he nerds out about ancient languages and biblical (mis)translation. Enjoy!

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“The Old Made New Again”

“Here’s the thing. For most of us, the Bible – or what we think is in the Bible – is familiar, even trite. They’ve entered our cultural sphere as vague injunctions to do good or half-remembered Sunday School tales. And the same goes for zombies. Once shocking, in the last few years they’ve become the most overused and tedious of monsters.

“The Zombie Bible blows through these familiarities, and makes something new, horrific, moving, and epic out of stories we thought we knew. On the Biblical side, it’s a profound de-familiarization of the texts, forcing us to look at the stories as what they were: new and radical takes on power, on suffering, on being human. (Litore achieves this not just through the zombies, but by going back to Hebrew or Greek names for characters we know in more familiar English or Latin forms.) We’ve forgotten what it meant to praise the good Samaritan, or to eat with a tax collector, or to propose a jubilee for the land. Like the best monsters, the zombies here are metaphors for societal sins; the ignoring of history, the fear of the outsider, the treatment of the poor. The message – the weapons against them – is the same as the zombie-less Bible: healing, justice, reconciliation.

“And like the bible, the zombies here feel unfamiliar. Not to the characters, who live in a consistent world that has always known the threat of the walking dead. But they’re new because they’re raw, close, pressing in a way that we haven’t felt in zombie fiction for years. There’s few refuges here, and Litore’s sense of terror and tension is superb. So is his sense, especially in the Old Testament based stories, of the epic; of the tales of prophets and warriors…”

– A review of The Zombie Bible digital box set:
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0161W6LTO

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This review touched me, and I wanted to share it with you. I hope I continue to make old things new in future volumes of the series!

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“Taking the Absurd and the Sacred and Stabbing You in the Heart with It”

I just received this review for the digital box set edition of The Zombie Bible, and it has made my whole day:

“I’ve read three out of the five novels included in this omnibus edition, and the main reason I haven’t devoured the last two is because I have this habit of saving my desserts. Litore’s writing is deep, dark, yet full of meaning and hope. When I read his work, I am transported to another time, another place, where a heart beats fast and a soul is stretched with keen longings and fierce determination. It’s so rich that I hesitate to read the rest, knowing that I will only have one chance at reading it for the first time. I want to savor it. I want it to last. It’s the same reason I still haven’t read the latest two books by Lois McMaster Bujold: I know once I read those, I’m caught up. And then the waiting begins.

“But for anyone who hasn’t given Stant Litore a try, this is your perfect opportunity. Five Zombie Bible books in one! Explore the ancient Middle East, ancient Rome, oh — and see a piece of the story of Jesus and his disciples told like you’ve never seen it before: with hordes of the hungry dead clawing to drag you into the sea. Yeah. You wouldn’t think those two things would go together, but Litore has a knack for taking the absurd and the sacred and stabbing you in the heart with it.”

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(I’m also tickled at and honored by the implicit comparison; I am a huge fan of Lois McMaster Bujold’s fiction.)

Get your copy of The Zombie Bible here — all five volumes for just $9.99!

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Dear Doomsday Predictors…

Dear Doomsday Predictors,

I will tell you a story.

In the Year of Our Lord Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine, on December 31 of the old calendar and shortly after dusk, men and women climbed up onto their rooftops throughout western Europe to look at the sky. They were waiting for the heavens to roll back like a scroll and for the apocalypse to start, as various officials in the Church had announced that it would do during the first minute of the Year 1000. The watchers on the roofs had, regretfully, a long and dreary and rather cold night. They went to bed extremely late (those who went to bed at all) and were exceedingly tired and grouchy the next morning (and no, Europe did not have coffee yet).

Some were also now rather broke, as they had, in the final months of the autumn, given many of their earthly possessions to the Church so that the poor and the ill could be cared for and could face the apocalypse fed and clothed. After the apocalypse failed to occur on schedule, the general disillusionment (and some sense of having been robbed) led to a growing distrust of the Church over the next few generations. That distrust helped foment the great schism and the War Between the Two Popes, which one of the Popes resolved rather efficiently by declaring the First Crusade and sending most of the armed men of Europe to a country 2,000 miles away. Which also made the Church, for the next two and a half centuries, the wealthiest temporal power in Europe, because marching 2,000 miles to invade the Holy Land is incredibly expensive and the armed men of Europe had to mortgage their lands and titles to the Church in order to afford weaponry, horses, servants, and provisions for the journey — and as most of them never returned, the coin from widespread sales of worldly possessions (far more coin than the working classes had been able to part with in 999 AD in expectation of apocalypse) remained within church coffers.

But I digress. What I want to point out is that since the debacle of 12:01 am, January 1, 1000 AD, neither the Roman Catholic Church nor any of the reformer churches that later splintered from it have been very keen on officially backing scheduled apocalypses. That makes sound sense and is also good theology, as the New Testament asserts that not even Jesus, let alone any human being past or present, knows the day or the hour of the End Times. (There is also a rather pointed instruction in the sacred text to be ready but not to worry about it.)

So why do we, year after year after weary year, have a steady stream of crackpots, quacks, charlatans, and highwaymen establishing specific dates and times for an apocalypse, venturing again and again where even the world’s largest and wealthiest religious institutions fear to tread? And if, every year, these crackpots are actually serious about their predictions of timely and imminent doom, why don’t they at least do as the Church in Rome did in 999 AD, and found orphanages and hospitals, clothe and feed the poor, and put all that cash, media attention, and zeal to some good use in the world? That way, if they prove right and the apocalypse happens at the predicted minute, they are found ready in the midst of their work, like the wise virgins, rather than dozing and daydreaming like the foolish virgins in the story? And that way, if they prove wrong, they will at least have accomplished something and carried out a few of the Lord’s commands along the way.

Better yet, does anyone read history anymore? I mean, you all have been making this mistake since 999 AD, people. That’s rather a long time. My ancestors had this old saying: “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me six hundred and seventy-two times, shame on me.”

Stant Litore

Stant Litore is a novelist. He writes about gladiators on tyrannosaurback, Old Testament prophets battling the hungry dead, geneticists growing biological starships, time-traveling hijabi bisexual defenders of humanity from the future. Explore his fiction here. And here is one of his toolkits for writers, and here’s another book where he nerds out about ancient languages and biblical (mis)translation. Enjoy!

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Celebrating 4 Powerful Years

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It’s time to celebrate! Tomorrow is October 5, 2015. That is the four-year anniversary of my first novel. It’s when the first Zombie Bible volume was published and bought by a paying reader.

And look how it’s grown!

With five whole volumes, it’s become quite the lurching, beautiful child.

The series has sold, in total, some 27,000 copies — not a lot by industry standards, but enough to make me proud of it, and it has gathered quite a loyal audience.

I have a red notebook here at home in which I keep copies of fan letters, lovely reviews, and all the times someone wrote to me to say “Regina’s story made me cry. I am so, so glad you wrote it.” I’ve heard from Lutheran ministers, Jewish romance writers, atheists, agnostics, Wiccans, a few Muslims, a Buddhist, Catholics, who all shared their love of the books, which touches my heart.

What I hope this means is that in this series, I have found a way to let very ancient religious stories ignite our hearts — whoever and wherever we are — and kindle in us tough questions and powerful, wrenching experiences, without merely sending us up our usual towering inferno of politics and prejudices.

I let them be stories again.

Powerful stories again.

If I have accomplished a small part of that, or if these books have helped a few readers accomplish it, then I am pleased.

So I am a happy dad of two lovely children who will shake the world and of this lovely series that has shaken a few hearts. And tomorrow is its birthday.

Tomorrow I’ll probably post some big announcement or other, but tonight, early, I’m dropping the new kindle “box set” (all five volumes in one) to $6.99 for this season, to make it easier for new readers to meet the books for the first time, and for readers who’ve been here since 2011 to gift them to friends, family, dates, etc. I *might* keep the price low through Christmas; who knows?

So if you would like an evocative and powerful read tonight (and for many nights yet to come), come pick this up!

It is a LOT of story for $6.99; it represents four years of publishing and eight years of work; and I have yet to meet anyone who read it and was unaffected by it. (Mostly this means that people really loved them, or were unnerved and loved them anyway, but a few times it did mean someone threw them at a wall in a fury. They made an impression.)

So: $6.99. 5 ebooks. Around 1300 pages. And may you emerge from these stories differently than when you went in. Come buy them! Come read them!

The Silver Edition (digital) box set: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0161W6LTO

To all of you: Enjoy the ride!

To my books: Happy birthday.

Stant Litore

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What Our Eyes Have Witnessed (Director’s Cut)

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She was no Roman patrician bred on milk and water, to tumble from her chair at the first sight of something unsavory. Of Rome she may be, but of the Subura, where knives, not gossip, flashed across dinner tables. And her ancestry was Syrian, of a people whose bones were strong as the bones of the hills in which they lived. She bore old lines on her back, a savage record of what could be witnessed and what could be survived.

I am so pleased to announce the director’s cut edition of What Our Eyes Have Witnessed!
Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B015VNYOM0
Paperback: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1942458126

Of all my books, this one is nearest my heart. Here is what the back cover says:

Nothing is broken that cannot be remade,
Nothing is ill that cannot be healed,
Nothing captive that cannot be freed.

Regina endures a death-in-life as a sex slave in the Subura, the ancient world’s most terrible ghetto — until a strange man sees her suffering and gives her a coat, a new name, and a new life.

The man is Polycarp, and he has the Gift of gazing into the eyes of the hungry dead and granting them rest — a Gift that comes at a terrible cost. And ancient Rome may burn him for it.

It is AD 98. Polycarp and Regina — their faith and their love — will be tested as they have never imagined. And their story will shake you to the heart.

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“If I could write a one-word review, it would be Wow. I still can’t get over the beautiful horror of Litore’s writing. Regina was a breathtaking character who stole the show for me. Even as I write this review, my eyes mist over. Highly recommended.” – Jennifer Bielman, Reading and Writing Urban Fantasy

“Gruesome and human and lyrical and horrible, The Zombie Bible is like nothing you have ever read. Once you’re in, you’ll stay.” – S.G. Redling, author of Flowertown and Damocles

Enjoy the read!

Stant Litore

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The Zombie Bible (Silver Edition)

Prophets, warriors, saints:
Our ancestors faced the ravenous dead.

I am so pleased to announce that the acclaimed series The Zombie Bible is returning to print — in The Silver Edition! You can order the books here (in paperback and kindle editions).

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The Zombie Bible
Death Has Come Up into Our Windows

What Our Eyes Have Witnessed
Strangers in the Land
No Lasting Burial
I Will Hold My Death Close
By a Slender Thread (Fall 2019)

This is a director’s cut of The Zombie Bible. Originally published in 2011-2014, each of the first five volumes is now being re-released, freshly edited, with new art by Lauren K. Cannon, and as the author always imagined it. Each volume re-imagines a biblical story or an ancient religious legend as an episode in humanity’s long struggle with hunger — and with the hungry dead. Each novel in the series is a standalone, so you can read the books in any order.

“Heartbreaking and wonderful.” – Conflictium

“The Zombie Bible is philosophy played out in bleak landscapes. It’s psychology set to the harsh strains of Prokofiev. Litore’s prose is lean and hungry; his characters are faceted all-round like various colored stones; his scenes pulse with blood and life, ring with metal or reek of sweat and undeath.” – Marc McDermott

“Stant Litore has been doing fascinating phantasmagorical things with zombies in biblical times.” – Jeff Vandermeer, author of Annihilation

“Litore’s vibrant writing rips the lid off of the King James version and reveals to us a world of intense human hopes, dreams and pathos. You’ve never seen anything like this before.” – Richard Ellis Preston, Jr., author of Romulus Buckle and the City of the Founders

You can also get a digital box set for your Kindle, here.

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Update: Inara and MALCon

Here’s a new round of Stant Litore photos!

First: Inara is CONQUERING. Look how mobile she has become!

She knows it, too. Just look at her eyes. Ready to eat the world.

This weekend was amazing – I was the Author Guest of Honor at Myths & Legends Con (MALCon) locally. It was a blast!


In that last photo, I’m hanging out with Keith DeCandido, another Special Guest at the con, and a madly energetic author who has written in every fandom you can think of. I may have finally met a writer with more energy than me!

Sold and signed so many books, and I taught classes for emerging fiction writers and for fans. (In one, artist Chaz Kemp, the participants, and I created a map of an imaginary world together.) Also stayed up to 2 am reading and performing for fans, so if you see me in the next few days and I sound very, very hoarse – I promise, I’m not contagiously sick! I actually feel on top of the world. I just need to soothe my throat with honeyed tea for a few days – I might have overdone it a wee bit.

So much fun! Loved MALCon, and I can’t wait to return next year. Kudos to Nikki Ebright and to her ferocious team of volunteers: I don’t think I have ever been so well supported and taken care of by the volunteers and staff, at any other event. A whole team of superheroes. I’m profoundly impressed.

Stant Litore

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Do You Need Religion to Be a Good Person? (Or: Levinas for Everyone)

Hello, friends. If this post interests you, please consider getting a copy of the book–Lives of Unforgetting (What We Lose In Translation When We Read the Bible, and a Way of Reading the Bible as a Call to Adventure). This puts food on my family’s table, and it makes me very happy to know the book is being read and used. Thank you for enjoying my posts!

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This week, I have been asked the same question by two readers from quite different backgrounds. One was a religious person demanding to know how people who don’t believe in God or in an ultimate and absolute moral Truth can have any reason to treat each other decently, and the other was an atheist demanding to know what absolute moral Truth we could find outside of religion in order to resolve that same question.

Though I am myself a religious man, the idea that religious belief is a prerequisite for ethical behavior has always struck me as really odd. It’s neither logical (because a moment’s reflection will reveal that a majority of human beings appear to possess a conscience whether or not they possess religious beliefs) nor biblical (in both his speech at the Areopagus and in Romans 1, Paul insists that ethical behavior and a longing for goodness is written into the world, and later in Romans he argues that the law is written on our hearts, whether we have it in our conscious mind or not).

So why do we want to treat each other ethically? And is it necessary to believe in a Divine Being in order to answer that question?

There has actually been a vigorous conversation and study of this going on for the past sixty years, but because it has been going on in French and on the other side of the world, very few people in the U.S. outside of graduate philosophy courses have been a part of it. This post is my attempt to relay a few key points from it in very easy-to-understand terms. This is important to me because our growing understanding of ethics has profoundly informed my novels — I’ve jokingly referred to Strangers in the Land as “Levinas for everyone” — and has informed my views on life and why I tell stories and love books so, so much. Read on.

What Happens When We Look in Each Other’s Eyes

In the 1950s, in his book Totalite et Infini, the philosopher Emmanuel Levinas proposed what in retrospect seems a very simple but powerful idea. Here is the short-short version:

Something happens when we meet each other’s gaze. When two people have a face-to-face encounter and neither avoids the other’s gaze, there is an intimacy that occurs. When I look into the eyes of another person, someone who is not-me, who is in fact different from me, who may have a different gender, religion, race, or class from my own — when I look into her eyes and see her looking back, there is an implicit “demand” in her gaze. (I would call it a request, but Levinas calls it a “demand,” so for now we’ll go with that.)

The demand is that I recognize her as akin to me. In this meeting of our gazes, we are both human. In this moment, I can recognize that she loves, hopes, fears, and desires, even as I do. That gaze bridges, briefly, our separateness and our aloneness. In other words, when I meet her gaze and she meets mine, her eyes communicate, implicitly, the demand that I respond to her as a fellow and equal human being. It is a demand for ethical behavior: for just and compassionate treatment of the other.

This is why we ask others to look us in the eye so that we can see if they are communicating the truth to us. It is harder (not impossible, alas, just harder) to lie when you are gazing into the eyes of the person you’re lying to. It’s also why a hierarchical caste system in which society’s lowest layers consist of “untouchables” is often paired with a cultural restriction on eye contact across castes. When you don’t meet the eyes of untouchables, you are less likely to hear any demand that you treat them justly, equally, and compassionately. Thus, you are less likely to respond, and the system is less likely to change. Gandhi’s project of ahimsa (nonviolence) was about facing the oppressor assertively but non-aggressively, eye-to-eye, making it difficult for them to avoid your gaze — in short, making it difficult for them to deny your essential human kinship.

The Human Other and the Divine Other

This is why ethics is possible whether the universe has a God or not: ethics is a response to that demand in the other’s gaze. That is a demand that we might potentially encounter at meeting anyone’s gaze. It’s why both religious people and atheists “feel” when they see photos of the eyes of children in cages along the US/Mexico border. It’s why both religious people and atheists may, or may not, stop to help an old grandmother across the street.

In Judaism, Christianity, and Islam (the Abrahamic religions), God is the ultimate Other: the Other who is most “other,” most different from us, and yet who calls to our heart with the greatest yearning for union with us. God is the divine Other who responds to our demand for love, compassion, and justice, and who calls out to us with his own demand that we love him and love our neighbor:

  • In Christianity, the two “greatest commandments,” upon which “the entire law” — all of ethical and just behavior — rest, are: “Love God” and “Love your neighbor as yourself.” Respond to God’s demand and to the human other’s demand with the very love and justice that you would want given to yourself.
  • In Judaism, a core tenet is tzelem elohim (from Genesis 1): that all human beings are made in the image of God, and that when you look into the eyes of another person, you see the face of God. Emmanuel Levinas was an atheist Jew, and his philosophy is deeply influenced by Judaism’s approach to ethics.

Whether or not you hear God’s call, God’s demand for your love and for your justice, whether or not you believe God exists, whether or not you care, you will likely hear the demand of human others for your love and your justice. You will encounter that demand at the meeting of the eyes (and on other occasions, too — we’ll get to that in a moment).

So no, it is not necessary to believe in God in order to find reason to behave in an ethical, just, or “moral” way.

That is not to say that belief in God might not add something to ethics; it simply isn’t a prerequisite for ethics. (If empathy and our response to empathy is hard-wired into human beings on a level much deeper than belief, then belief and religion can either augment or detract from our ability to empathize and respond to the demand of the other with love, compassion, or just action.)

What Christianity can add to our ethical life is 1) a powerful story about an ultimate relationship between two who are other (those two being homo sapiens and God); 2) a demonstration of the demand of the other and the ethical response to the other (including the ultimate demonstration of the salvific, messianic sacrifice, the Cross, as a response to humanity’s cry of pain and yearning for God’s love); and 3) a set of specific ethical premises, such as:

  • that we are more able to love others freely when we realize that a divine Other is already loving us and modeling that love for us (“we love, because He first loved us,” says John);
  • that all human beings, regardless of race or gender or class, are equally participants in that love (“there is no Jew or Gentile, no male or female, no master or servant, for you are all one in Christ,” says Paul),
  • and that agape, self-sacrificing love, is the ultimate ethical or “good” treatment of another person (“Greater love has no man than this: that he lay down his life for his friend,” says Jesus).

The Power of a Story

While Emmanuel Levinas’ idea was pretty awesome and an effective starting point, it did have its flaws, too, as a complete explanation of ethics. Other thinkers have questioned his insistence that only the face-to-face encounter — the meeting of the eyes — can communicate the other’s demand for justice and provoke our response to that demand. After all, blind people have consciences just as sighted people do. And we often respond to requests for love or just action from people we have never actually seen. So perhaps there are other communications that can serve as proxies for a meeting of the eyes.

Jacques Derrida, for example, suggests that a written text might convey that demand, too. A letter, a speech, a sacred book, words spoken to your ears: any of these might also invoke a moment of intimacy and relay the other’s demand for love and justice. Similarly, C.S. Lewis, in An Experiment in Criticism, argues passionately that reading a great story can be one of those acts — like love or religious devotion — that permits us to be larger than and outside of ourselves, to be united with others. Reading a thousand stories, Lewis argues, “I see with a thousand faces, yet remain myself.” He goes on to yearn that he might read a story written by an animal, because how much bigger his world might then be, if he might experience it with the multifaceted vision of a bee or the rich olfactory sense of a dog.

Stories can be incredibly powerful because of that potential for sharing in the experience of others, and because we use them to “walk in another person’s shoes” or to “see through another person’s eyes.” In his famous defense of poetry, Percy Shelley argues that imaginative stories train us to “sympathy” for others — that, in fact, all empathy begins with imagination: with the imaginative act of identifying with the other and picturing to ourselves what it would be like to experience and feel what they are experiencing and feeling.

So when we cannot meet each other’s eyes, we can still communicate in stories. Stories can cut deep. They can make us feel what others have felt, even others long past. Even imaginary others who have never been born.

Why do I want to behave well toward other people? Because I can imagine being them. Because when I see their eyes, I realize we are both human. Because when I hear their story, I am moved.

As Hurriya, an ex-slave in my novel Strangers in the Land, tells an aging prophetess:

“When you see another’s face—the face of a child, or another woman, or the face of the goddess, or the face of someone hungry or hurt—their eyes, they look back. They look at you. They ask your love, they ask you to hear their crying and know that you and they are both alive, and some day you may be hurt, you may be hungry. It may be your child carried dying in your arms.” Hurriya choked a moment, then went on. “When I look at you, you look back. Only the dead don’t look back. You think the Law is a pact with your God, a pact with others of your People. But it’s not just a pact. It’s an answer. You have rules for everything. But it’s not the rules that matter. It’s that you want to make them. You want to answer the suffering you see in another woman’s face. You want to give her safety, or justice, or comfort. That’s what matters. That’s why you have your Law, why you love it.”

The core truth of Christianity is that God is on the Cross gazing at us, responding to our pain with his love and demanding that we gaze back and respond with our love, too. And the core truth of the human condition may be that our fellow human beings (whether through a silent gaze or a spoken story) are often demanding our response to their pain and that we all feel that call to respond, that this call is fundamental to human communication, and that we are wired — as relational, communal, social primates — to want to respond. The question demands its response. We are uncomfortable with silence for an answer.

We are also wired for other, contradictory things that prevent us from responding, that prevent us sometimes even from looking at the other’s eyes or hearing the other’s story. Self-defense, for example. Satisfaction of our basic appetites, for another. Tribal identity (to the exclusion of others), for yet another. Whether you want to call the fault sin or appetite or animal instinct or ego or anything else, we have impulses that drive against responding to that call for justice. And so we have crime and conflict, and we start to create laws, rules, or moralities to try to limit that.

It is not the morality or the Law that drives us to be good, though. Moral codes and laws and religious creeds and institutions are the response to our desire to be good (or to our failure to be good), not the cause of that desire. What drives us to be good is the tzelem elohim — that we look into each other’s eyes and see the demand for kinship. Religious people might say that demand for kinship is because in each other’s eyes we see the likeness of God; atheists might say it is a primal instinct for empathy inherited from tribal primate days. But whatever you want to call it, that demand is there.

Tikkun Olam

I am a storyteller and an avid reader because stories are often our best proxy for meeting the eyes. They allow us to take part in the internal life of people (real or imaginary) who are not actually in the room. They make our world bigger, taking it from population-one (myself) to population-potentially-infinite.

It’s also why I care about diversity in fiction and in art. A few days ago, online, I grumped that I had seen yet another poster of a white Jesus with a mullet. I wrote:

If the poster inspires people, I can see that it’s a good thing. It’s just…how are we ever going to navigate racial and religious tensions in our own country if we insist on always depicting God as a white American dude? If God himself is invisible and largely replaced with a white-skinned, rated-PG idol, how are we going to learn to stop treating black and brown people in our own neighborhoods as invisible? That college-aged woman in the airport who said of darker-skinned human beings, “They’re animals, mamma, they’re just animals”: was she aware her “animals” category includes Jesus?

This is why a project like The Zombie Bible is important to me. I get frustrated that we replace powerful, troubling stories with refrigerator magnets and posters. That we get really bad at listening to anyone’s story… The stories we tell and the stories we’re willing to listen to are what make or break our world.

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Similarly, the author of the fantasy novels The Gentleman Bastards recently posted a hilariously irate and eloquent response to a reader who had written him indignantly that he should have written his second novel about a male pirate, and not about a black female single-mother pirate. The author, in his response, lamented that the reader’s own vision of the world was so small, that there was room in it for only white male swashbucklers. The author wanted no limits on his imagination: he wanted to envision and experience and share with his readers a world where black single mothers can be pirates and, in fact, where all sorts of extravagant and wondrous things happen. (By the way, just as a footnote, there have been black single mother pirates in the history of our own real world, too.)

In what J.R.R. Tolkien calls “fighting the long defeat” against injustice and evil, our secret weapon is stories. Tikkun olam, they say in Judaism: “Tell the story, and heal the world.”

In stories, we who are so separated draw near each other at last.

That’s part of what attracts me to religious studies in general and Christianity in particular: Christianity is about the power of a story to transform lives, to inspire us to gratitude and love and to just action, to utterly rearrange our lives. That’s because in Christianity, a story — a “good news” (gospel) story — is the occasion for our encounter and union with the ultimate Other, God.

In a less metaphysical and more day-to-day sense, I yearn to hear more stories, and to tell the stories I hear — to tell and retell and pass them on — because in stories I encounter others who are so different from me and yet are human, just as I am. I want to hear everyone’s story. I wish I had the time and immortality and patience to hear everyone’s story. To see the universe with a thousand faces, and to treat the wearers of those thousand faces in the way we treat people when we have taken their stories into our hearts.

We Need a World of Curious, Effective, Avid Readers

Why do we have morality? Why do we want to be ethical, though we often fail to?

Because we are capable of meeting each other’s eyes or imagining meeting each other’s eyes. Because we are capable of hearing and telling stories, of reading and receiving stories. How do you fix the world? I have no idea, but I do know that one of the things we’d need along the way are millions and millions of compassionate, skilled readers. Skilled hearers of stories. People who hear stories of diverse people (whether real or imagined), people who approach everyone’s story as eager, curious readers and hearers.

Yet we have become, increasingly, a culture of folk that spend more of our time talking and soapboxing and less and less of our time reading and listening.

They say that when your one tool is a hammer, sooner or later, every problem looks like a nail. I may be guilty of that; my tools are storytelling and reading. Yet I do believe that what the world needs are really, really good readers and really, really good stories to move into their hearts and do in there the “good news” work of reconciling and reuniting us readers with each other and with God.

Stant Litore

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Want to read more? Get Lives of Unforgetting: What We Lose When We Read the Bible in Translation, and Way to Read the Bible as a Call to Adventure.

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Death Has Come Up into Our Windows: The Silver Edition

Hi everyone!

I’m proud to announce that the director’s cut edition of The Zombie Bible is nearly here!

Tomorrow, The Zombie Bible will briefly go out of print, as the rights transition from my previous publisher back to me. Starting September 1, newly edited and corrected editions — my own director’s cut — with beautiful new cover art by Lauren K. Cannon (whose work you can see here) will become available, at least one volume each month. The kindle editions will be the same price, and the paperback editions will be more affordable. The first of the five volumes is available for pre-order now: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B012R7PFU8

This special edition — and its art — has been funded by my Patreon members, who are also participating and giving input into the process at every step!

Old fans, newcomers to the series, this is how I’d like to (re)introduce you to it:

DEATH HAS COME UP INTO OUR WINDOWS (The Zombie Bible, #1)

“Imagine sitting at a fire on a winter night and a man is warming his hands and telling you stories from the Bible, except the storyteller is Poe or Lovecraft. And you’ll have some idea what this series is like.”

It is 587 BC. A vast army lies encamped about Yirmiyahu’s city, and a rebellious king has closed the city gates, locking in the living and the dead together. Only one man can see that the dead will overwhelm the city. Only one man can hear the quiet weeping of his God behind her veil in the temple. Only one man will stand against the evils practiced in a dying city.

But the things he sees and the things he must do will call into question every promise he has made, every duty he has sworn—to his wife, his God, and his city.

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“Heartbreaking and wonderful.” – Conflictium

“The Zombie Bible is philosophy played out in bleak landscapes. It’s psychology set to the harsh strains of Prokofiev. Litore’s prose is lean and hungry; his characters are faceted all-round like various colored stones; his scenes pulse with blood and life, ring with metal or reek of sweat and undeath.” – Marc McDermott, Amazon.com reader review

“Stant Litore has been doing fascinating phantasmagorical things with zombies in biblical times.” – Jeff Vandermeer, author of Annihilation

“Litore’s vibrant writing rips the lid off of the King James version and reveals to us a world of intense human hopes, dreams and pathos. You’ve never seen anything like this before.” – Richard Ellis Preston, Jr., author of Romulus Buckle and the City of the Founders

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The SILVER EDITION is a director’s cut of The Zombie Bible. Originally published in 2011, this volume is now being re-released, freshly edited, with new art, and as the author always imagined it. I hope you will enjoy the read!

Stay tuned for a cover reveal…

And pre-order your copy today: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B012R7PFU8

Stant Litore

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Hoshekh: And Darkness Poured From Their Mouths

Painting: John Martin's "The Seventh Plague of Egypt"

In Death Has Come Up into Our Windows, I offer this reinterpretation of the ninth plague of Egypt, the plague of hoshekh (darkness):

“He called the darkness by its name: hoshekh. Naming it, knowing it, might at least keep it from choking him: hoshekh. The darkness that is the darkest of all darknesses, the darkness that hides at the back of caves. The darkness that fills the mind of one who refuses to hear the cries in the street, the darkness that hides behind the ribs of a man or a woman, that eats at everything that is real and true inside them. Hoshekh. Once, the Lawgiver had called a plague of hoshekh upon the people of the cities of the Nile, who had not heard the cries of their slave workers or their wives, the cries when soldiers took their infants and drowned them in the river. And when those unhearing people yawned and lay themselves down for sleep, the hoshekh poured from their mouths like dark milk until their houses and their land was filled with it. When they woke in the morning, they were blind and could not even move from their beds, for the hoshekh was heavy on them as they lay, and heavy inside them, as though they were at the bottom of a pool of dark mud. For three days and three nights they lay moaning in the hoshekh, while the people of Israel ate and sang in the hovels of the slave encampments, where there was light and, for once, no work.

Hoshekh, Yirmiyahu called this darkness in the well that pressed on his skin. The whole city above must be filled with it, this night. Darker than dark, the city. Only the dead could move through it with their slow feet, their leaning bodies scraping against the walls of houses and shops, their fingers reaching over the stone, hungering.”

– Death Has Come Up into Our Windows

DHCWDeath Has Come Up into Our Windows is about the things we refuse to see; the novel retells the story of the “weeping prophet,” Jeremiah. whose city — in this version of the sixth century BC — is overtaken by poverty, violence, hunger … and the hungry dead. In a visceral, nightmarish setting, the young prophet tries to call the city’s attention to its own dying and disinherited members.

A city that would much rather close its windows and shiver quietly, pretending nothing is wrong.

But you can’t keep death and hunger out by closing your windows, or your doors, or your eyes, by clapping your hands over your ears to muffle the screams of those suffering in the streets outside.

What you wish to ignore or deny will peel open your window and climb in.

Eventually, it always climbs in.

Stant Litore is the author of The Zombie Bible, The Ansible Stories, The Running of the Tyrannosaurs, and Dante’s Heart — and is endlessly fascinated by religious studies. You can support his work — and get some amazing stories to read — by joining his membership on Patreon: www.patreon.com/stantlitore

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The Hunger Games Meets Jurassic Park

They avalanche toward us, and the reek of them hits me like a wall: yet I keep my feet. I uncoil the rope about my left arm, drop the cold metal hook into my left palm. You up there, you see the tyrannosaurs huge on the screens but you have no idea just how massive they really are. You can’t begin to understand that until they are charging at you, explosions of sand about their feet. Nor can you even imagine how deadly, how lethal they are, if you have never looked closely in their eyes, as I have. Today is my first Patriot Day, but I have practiced mounting many times with Mai’s harsh voice barking out directions, and many times I have looked into the tyrannosaur’s eyes. Darker than dark and deep as time, and alien like a bird’s eyes.

They are pack hunters, and fierce. Early in my training, I watched them stalk elephants in the jungle on Orbital Conservatory Station IX-C. They leap on their prey; they are incredibly powerful animals, worthy to run for the goddess.

The Running of the Tyrannosaurs is here. Come give it a read!

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Photos: The Zombie Bible at AnomalyCon, Denver Comic Con 2015

Start scrolling, reading, enjoying. The gallery below has everything:
pirates, mermaids, X-Men, Elder Gods, ninjas, 
teens,
near-death experiences (i.e., almost getting skewered by Zelda).

It has been a whirlwind season with a lot of con appearances and book signings. Absolutely wonderful cons. Here is a quick gallery of my adventures, misadventures, and near-death experiences at AnomalyCon 2015 and Denver Comic Con 2015:

1. AnomalyCon

Honestly, I’m still processing just how amazing AnomalyCon was. I write a lot of alternate history, and these alternate history and steampunk fans … they are my people. What a wonderful time!

Met some old friends and longtime fans, and some new ones, too.

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Here I am with Jenna Bird, a longtime fan of my fiction, and — on the right — Roberto Calas, who does many of my covers and who is a remarkable novelist, too. Here he is again, on the left, at a table we shared at the con:

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I taught a class for young writers and did a late-night, night-owl reading that must have been good, because everyone stayed an hour afterward to talk about it!

And yes, Cthulhu came to my late-night reading of The Zombie Bible:

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I also sold an entire suitcase of books, which I did not expect.

I got to meet Jody Lynn Nye, whom I’ve wanted to meet forever. When I was a kid, I used to stare longingly at the two-page Science Fiction Book Club ads in my mother’s magazines, and I’d take a pen and circle the covers of the books I wanted to read but that we didn’t have money for. One of the books was Jody Lynn Nye and Anne McCaffrey’s The Dragonlovers’ Guide to Pern.

Long before I read Dragonflight, I fell in love with the dragonet on that cover, and the name “Jody Lynn Nye” appearing beneath it was a sort of magic phrase that meant (to me) “adventure, alien places, dragonets, and wonder, wonder, wonder.”

Years later, I read Dragonflight and Dragonsong and Anne McCaffrey’s work had a huge impact on me as a young writer (and as a young human being). You can read what kind of impact in my Anne McCaffery eulogy, “In Memory of Pern.”

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Jody very graciously signed my copy of the Dragonlovers’ Guide, and we chatted for quite a while about Pern, Anne and her son, good memories, and questions about what the future has in store for Pern.

I met James Artimus Owen, who is my new inspiration: we traded tales of dragons, growing up, and we taught a class together; he is an amazing person, and I have his book Here There Be Dragons; it might just be the most original and beautiful thing I’ve encountered in quite a while.

I also met Travis Heermann, whom I’ve admired from afar for some time. (Check out his “Ronin” series — historical fantasy set in medieval Japan. Not only is it well-researched, but Travis lived in Japan during his years of research.)

I met the DoubleClicks — OMG. They are my favorite local band, and I was honored to sit on a panel with them! (If you don’t know them, go to Youtube right now — or check them out here on Patreon. They write and perform clever, funny geek lyrics. I love their work.)

Artist Sarah Menzel made the beautiful illustration you see here — it’s an illustration for Ansible 15716, and it was made just for this con, for the AnomalyCon trading cards! I am seriously wowed by it, and with her permission I’ve used it for the cover of my writers’ toolkit Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget.

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Ansible 15716 is a poignant, wondrous story, and Sarah’s beautiful art is perfect for it.

I met amazing people. I introduced people to my amazing stories. But most of all, I saw people genuinely and deeply enjoying themselves, and standing up for each other if someone was bullied or uncomfortable (that ended fast, that’s for sure; Kronda Seibert, the con founder and organizer, has a strict “No Jerks” policy). And a longtime friend proposed to his girlfriend by the TARDIS — I am so happy for them! I am looking forward to next year!

To see Westword‘s gallery of the AnomalyCon cosplayers, go here.

2. Denver Comic Con

Over 100,000 tickets sold — an amazing year for DCC. My friends Chris Angel, Bruce Macintosh, and Eneasz Brodski did an absolutely superlative job on this con.

I will remember DCC 2015 mostly for the exuberant “Rewriting History with The Walking Dead” activity that I co-conducted with my friend Vince Gonzales (assistant director of AMC’s The Walking Dead, Seasons 2 & 3) — in which we got a packed roomful of fans brainstorming how different cultures across varied centuries and continents would have reacted to the peril of the hungry dead, ranging from Cuba to Australia to the Aztecs…

…and for the wonderful people I met (or met again). Ariel (below) honored me with the name of “friend,” which meant a great deal to me.

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I met the TARDIS:

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And an evil villain from The Fifth Element, who, just as I predicted, relished my tales of intergalactic disaster:

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And the X-Men, whose hair was amazing:

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I got to see fans and Patreon members, such as Andrew Resch Gillespie:

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And Kari Wolfe:

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I met Mr. and Mrs. Ash:

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Ariel the Little Mermaid and Captain Jack Sparrow:

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And defended myself (with a book as my shield) against the fierce swordplay of Zelda and Skywalker.

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The panels at DCC were very good this year. Here I am, apparently having a moment of epiphany on a panel with Paolo Bacigalupi, Dan Wells, Stephen Graham Jones, and Warren Hammond. We were discussing dystopian literature.

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Ladybug Girl came to the panel, and I had to take a photo for my daughter, who loves Ladybug Girl. In What Our Eyes Have Witnessed, a small red beetle — a ladybug — plays a crucial part in the story.

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Meagan Banning, who did some absolutely gorgeous cosplay — on each day! — came by to see me at Authors Alley. Meagan, a good friend, was one of my wife’s bridesmaids and is an incredible photographer, and one who, unlike many other photographers, is actually quite gracious about having her own picture taken.

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A few more. This lady from Mortal Kombat quite kindly allowed me to offer encouragement and advice on writing. Offering advice to a lethally armed (and fanged) Mortal Kombat ninja is always a bit of a risk, but she was gracious.

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And — gasp! — I met Inuyasha cosplayers: Miroku and Sango! This meant a lot to me because my wife and I watched the entire series in Japanese while we were dating.

Yes, we are nerds.

Even anime nerds.

Deal with it.

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In one of the most remarkable moments at a wonderful con, I was asked to sign a dog:

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That is a service dog. And he thought I was tickling him.

I am honored to have been asked to sign a service dog.

By the way — check out my DCC 2014 (last year’s) gallery here.

And a quick shoutout to fellow author Mark Everett Stone and to Nikki Ebright, organizer of Myths & Legends Con, who both helped me out enormously at DCC this year. I sold nearly 150 books and led several intense activities; without their aid, I doubt I would have remained sane. Also to fellow authors Vivian Caethe and Guy Anthony de Marco, whose gracious advice at the last few cons has helped me make the experience much more memorable!

3. Visiting Young Readers

During this season, I’ve also visited a troubled teens’ academy in Atlanta, GA, and hung out with the teens of Grey Havens YA at an event in Niwot, CO — and you can read those two stories here.

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Those experiences, especially, moved me to the heart. It is the young who carry the dreams of the future, and the way that future is made starts with powerful storytelling. When you help a young person reimagine and retell their story, you help them make our future.

Here is the story of these teens.

4. The Real Hero this Season

I am now thoroughly exhausted and exhilarated, and eager for the break before the next con.

The real hero of this con season, though, is my wife Jessica. She has taken care of the children during these cons, and she did so through DCC 2015 with a cast on her right arm. (She broke her wrist recently.) She is my hero, and I very literally couldn’t do all that I do without her.

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I brought home a good bottle of red wine at the end of Denver Comic Con, and wished I could have brought her a truck of it. She amazes and inspires me.

5. Looking Ahead

The cons this year have been wonderful; the fans have been wonderful. Here’s what is coming up next:

  • Saturday morning, June 6: I will be teaching a class on the Beatitudes — based on my book Lives of Unstoppable Hope — at Platt Park Church in Denver, CO;
  • Fri-Sun, August 14-16: I will be the Author Guest of Honor at Myths & Legends Con (MALCon) here in Denver. I’ll be doing a fireside reading at night from my stories, and teaching a two-hour class, Write Characters Your Readers Won’t Forget. By the way, my fans get a discount on their registration. Just use the code zombies4life! when you register, and then come see me at the con!

I am also excited to announce that I am embarking on a major, major project — re-issuing The Zombie Bible independently, the way I have always dreamed of it: with breathtaking fantasy covers and audiobooks with an absolutely wonderful narrator. I am also correcting some small errors throughout, in preparation for releasing the premium editions. It’s going to be exciting! And no small investment.

  • If you would like to be involved in the process (seeing the covers early, brainstorming for the launch of the new editions, and seeing drafts of Book 6 in the series), come join me on Patreon: www.patreon.com/stantlitore. This is Stant Litore’s Air Force One, where everything is happening. You’ll want to be there.
  • If you would like to support from afar, recommend my books to friends and family and those quirky coworkers! Royalties this summer will go directly toward re-issuing the series and getting it out to new readers. We’ve already had a good start, a good run, and now powerful wings are going to burst from these books’ spines and they are going to SOAR. It is going to be BIG. (Book 6 is a door-stopper. Ancient Rome. The wandering dead. An early female church leader gathering thousands of refugees for an exodus you will never forget.) This is the link to share with people who may be interested in my stories: www.amazon.com/author/stantlitore – Let’s get the word out!

Thank you all. I published my first novel in 2011. It has been almost four years, and those have been an incredible four years. Now come join me — we’re going to launch Stage II.

Stant Litore