{"id":33,"date":"2017-04-12T20:33:37","date_gmt":"2017-04-12T20:33:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/allen-wold.com\/?page_id=33"},"modified":"2024-02-17T07:26:35","modified_gmt":"2024-02-17T12:26:35","slug":"about-the-author","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/allen-wold.com\/?page_id=33","title":{"rendered":"About the Author"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"pl-33\"  class=\"panel-layout\" ><div id=\"pg-33-0\"  class=\"panel-grid panel-no-style\" ><div id=\"pgc-33-0-0\"  class=\"panel-grid-cell\" ><div id=\"panel-33-0-0-0\" class=\"so-panel widget widget_sow-editor panel-first-child panel-last-child\" data-index=\"0\" ><div\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\tclass=\"so-widget-sow-editor so-widget-sow-editor-base\"\n\t\t\t\n\t\t>\n<div class=\"siteorigin-widget-tinymce textwidget\">\n\t<p>I was born in south-western Michigan a long time ago. I began writing when I discovered an old portable typewriter in our back closet, a large, dark place full of stuff. The typewriter ribbon still had ink in it. I wrote some teeny-tiny stories, maybe less than two hundred words, which I still have somewhere. It took longer to find the keys for a letter than it would have taken to write the story longhand.<\/p>\n<p>I was a junior and senior in high school in Tucson, Arizona, and graduated from Pomona College, in Claremont, California. I moved back home for a year. There were pretty girls, but there were no bookstores. So I returned to Claremont and met Diane. She reads lots of books. We married in 1972, and moved to North Carolina, where I began my career as a full time writer while she pursued a PhD in mathematical statistics. She supports me in every way.<\/p>\n<p>In 1986, I became a full time father, writing when I could for a while, but eventually giving up writing altogether for about three years. It was easier when Darcy started the cooperative play-group, and easier yet when she went to school, but she still took a lot of my time. In 2003, I became a full time writer again when Darcy went off to college, also at Pomona.<\/p>\n<p>I have traditionally published nine novels\u00a0 (six of which have been re-issued by <a href=\"http:\/\/reanimus.com\">ReAnimus Press<\/a>); several short stories (mostly for the <em>Elf Ques<\/em>t anthologies); five non-fiction books on computers (I'm completely self-taught, and it probably shows); and a number of articles, columns, reviews, and so forth, also concerning computers (written in language that even I can understand).<\/p>\n<p>Under my own imprint, Ogden House, I have published <em>Stroad\u2019s Cross<\/em>; <em>Sturgis<\/em>; <em>Dead Hand<\/em>; <em>Slaves of War<\/em>; <em>Freefoot<\/em> (my collected stories for <em>Blood of Ten Chiefs<\/em>); <em>A Closet for a Dragon and Other Early Tales<\/em>;\u00a0<em>Cat Tales, Reminiscences; A Thing Forgotten \u2014 A Darkness Filled with Light; <\/em>and<em> The Gift and The Price<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>I have also published under the Ogden House imprint a second edition of my epic heroic fantasy, <em>The Black Ring<\/em> (2,800 pages, 837,000 words). It was originally released by Double Dragon Press, which stopped doing business in 2021. They were very kind to me.<\/p>\n<p>I am working on <em>Star Kings<\/em>, a collection of original stories about the very far future; and when that is done, I will return to work on <em>The Empty House,<\/em>\u00a0a novel of Lovecraftian gothic horror, as if told by Shirley Jackson.<\/p>\n<p>I ran my version of a writers\u2019 workshop at various conventions for more than thirty years, and have had some success, since several people have not only finished their stories but sold them, and a couple have even won awards. I have also run a plotting workshop, which was an interactive lecture, which \u00a0was a lot of fun, and which people found helpful. But this year, due to health reasons, I decided to retire, and I now attend science fiction conventions purely for the conversations. I have more fun that way.<\/p>\n<p>I am a member of SFWA.<\/p>\n<p>Note: the following two links take you off-site.<\/p>\n<p>To see my Facebook page, click <a class=\"customize-unpreviewable\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/allen.l.wold\">HERE<\/a>. To see my blog, Allen Wold on Writing, click <a class=\"customize-unpreviewable\" href=\"https:\/\/allenwoldonwriting.com\/\">HERE<\/a>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was born in south-western Michigan a long time ago. I began writing when I discovered an old portable typewriter in our back closet, a large, dark place full of stuff. The typewriter ribbon still had ink in it. 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