From the Desk

I built Wonderous Worlds of Words to house five voices under one roof. Five pen names. One desk. A literary house where the writing came first and the business plan came whenever it felt like showing up. But the vision was always bigger than one desk. Today, I'm announcing Wonderous Worlds of Writers. It's a multi-creator publishing platform — a place where invited writers can publish their work, build an audience of real readers, and offer subscriptions to the people who wan

Friday. And for Me? Cheat Day. No. Not that kind of cheating. I love my wife. That is that. Cheat day. Food. The complete, reckless abandonment of all dietary sensibility and caution for a sixty-one-year-old man who has not been kind to his body. Contact sports? Check. U.S. Military service? Check. Not kind to it in all the worst of ways — including not watching my diet closely. The body was a machine I ran hard and maintained poorly. For decades. Then, five — maybe six — yea

Blog. Say it out loud. Go ahead. Blog. It sounds like something that crawled out of a swamp and stuck to the bottom of your shoe. Like a sound effect from a bad cartoon. Like the noise a bullfrog makes after a regrettable meal. Who decided this? Who sat in a room — presumably in the late nineties, presumably wearing cargo shorts and drinking something with too much caffeine — and said, yes, this is the word. This is what we'll call it when people write things on the internet

It is getting to be late afternoon here in upstate New York. As upstate as the capital region of New York is. I say is , because there are many who emphatically state upstate does not begin until you get north of Glens Falls. So, let's get back to it's a great day . It is. And every day, everyone should try to find something beautiful about each day. I do. Every day I find something beautiful — even on my worst of days. I find something beautiful in the simple fact I wake up.

I built this thing backwards. Most people start with the website. The logo. The business plan. The color palette that says I am a serious creative professional and here is my mission statement in Helvetica. I started with a woman named Opal Morrison sitting in a worn armchair with a Dodgers blanket across her lap, telling a fictional baseball player that he reminded her of her father. I started with a barn owl writing a constitutional amendment. I started with a ten-year-old

You found this place the way the best things are found — not because someone told you to look, but because something in you was already looking. Wonderous Worlds of Words is a literary house. Not a publisher in the traditional sense — something closer to a workshop, a stage, and a whiskey bar where five very different writers share a single belief: that words, when they land right, change the temperature in the room. Five pens. Five voices. One roof. Wyatt Wayne Brennan write