John L. Monk

Writing: A Career Or Your Hobby?

            I write full-time, as anyone reading this blog will know. I have been for the last two years, and I’ve enjoyed every minute of it. I can think of no better job than being my own boss, creating something from scratch each day and then having to do most (if not all) of the work to make money doing it.

            For years I wrote between work schedules, kids, marriages and divorces and a hundred other things. I wrote sporadically and I wrote random stories and have a ton of unfinished and/or vague ideas on hard drives, thumb drives, floppy discs and a dead Brother word processor. I wrote when I could and I just sat down and wrote something with no real goal in mind and no real focus.

            Until two years ago, when it was sink or swim. I…

Oh, horrors!  I’m saying this up front to give you the option to ignore/delete this post right now—or devour it, depending on your taste.

Reading on? Okay, here we go.

Harvey Click is the only one of John L. Monk’s awesome indies that I have not been able to read. Well, I did read the opening chapters of Demon Frenzy, which Click says is mild in comparison to The Bad Box. But I’m squeamish, the kind of person who hides in the lobby in a theatre or leaves the TV room when a movie gets too intense.

So to do justice to this fine indie author, I’m telling you what other people have said about his work.

“Extraordinarily talented writer,” said blogger and book reviewer Carol Kean, who confessed she had to skim some of the most horrific descriptions in Demon Frenzy. And remember, this…