It will be rebroadcast later this week, and then available as a podcast right here on Wlancehunt.com and aperfectblindness.com. Listen, enjoy and let me know what thoughts it provokes.
An interview with me, talking about A Perfect Blindness, how and why I wrote it, Chicago back in the day, and other assorted ideas related to writing, novels, and the nature of truth will air on Radio Free Brooklyn, Thursday, April 5th. Vijay Ramanathan is with W Lance Hunt at Radio Free Brooklyn. 19 hrs · Brooklyn, New York Author of […]
As more than one reviewer has commented that the level of description and attention to detail in A Perfect Blindness makes it stand apart. […] Hunt successfully conjures the story’s time and a place in masterful detail. An expansive historical novel that ably evokes its time and place. —Kirkus Reviews […] packed with references to the streets […]
In A Perfect Blindness, it’s always the late 1980s-early 90s In Chicago with short trips to Columbus, Ohio, including visits to a mix of bars long gone, invented clubs, and a few establishments that have survived the decades. The music is synthpop and industrial, usually danceable, a blend of bands you’ll remember, other maybe not, and glimpses […]
There is a lot of advice for new authors. Books. Blogs. Newsletters. All overflowing with advice. A riot of tips, strategies, and essential to-dos. One of the most common is to blog. To be relentlessly helpful. To offer tips, strategies, and best practice to-dos for the potential audience for your book. To give it away […]
Sometimes your eyes see what they want and there is a veil of darkness covering them as both Scott and Jon hear what they want but often get blindsided by their own fears and the need to not be alone.
Going it Mostly Alone: the Publishing Path of A Perfect Blindness A quick note to everyone who has been following Going it Mostly Alone; owing to a couple of coinciding health issues, neither serious on their own, but seriously unpleasant together, I’ve spent much of the past 5 days in bed, recovering, occasionally pushing my fingers over to […]