I keep saying to my friends and family that I intend to stop writing genre fiction, but I realized now that is not going to happen. Most of my fiction ideas are either SF or Fantasy. They’re the ones I really get excited about, too.

All the other stuff I write is based on my own life, and that isn’t fiction. It’s fictionalized, but not fiction.

I love SF and Fantasy stories and ideas. It’s just that I hate reading 95% of the stuff that’s being published. I don’t know if that makes me a snob or if I’m just some sort of literary jerk, but I don’t think it’s good enough. I’ve been spoiled by some very excellent writers, and they don’t write enough, or they’re dead. Or some of their latest stuff is drivel and I’m disappointed.

It makes me want to be more publisher and less writer. But I’ve never seen myself going into that field professionally. Ever. The fact that I publish a SF website is more the result of an experiment than anything else.

So, as for my fascination with the fantastic, I don’t know if I’m doomed or blessed. I love the fantastic. I love the surreal. I want more.

But I also want it to be very well done.

Is that too much to ask?