Author Archives: Peter Darbyshire
Coffee Break – the video edition
It’s Monday — time to slack off at work!
- Superhero Soccer – Why, I guess Gandalf is a superhero.
- Jack White and Robert Plant? – Don’t mind if I do.
- Monica Lewinsky and the price of shame – Worth a watch if you ever laughed at the whole Clinton/Lewinsky situation.
The most-read thing I’ve ever written
The other day I stumbled across a photo on reddit that showed a doctor allegedly grieving outside a hospital after losing a young patient. The photo affected me deeply, as I’ve spent a lot of time in hospitals lately with my sons, who have health problems. Health care workers have become an important part of my life, and I’ve sometimes wondered how they cope with everything they see. The reddit thread shows they clearly struggle with it, as they’re only human, too.
I wrote a personal column in response for The Province, the paper where I work. It spread like crazy, with people offering stories of their own medical experiences. It’s now the most-read thing I’ve ever written — The Province’s Facebook post about the story was seen by more than 50,000 people in a single day, and the paper’s Twitter page was a stream of retweets for a while.
I’m glad the column reached so many people, and I hope it helps readers find ways to say thanks to those health care workers who have changed their lives, just as they changed mine.
I’ll never forget the words a nurse said to me one day when things looked particularly dire: “It makes you realize how much of a miracle life is.”
Now imagine how they must feel when they see that miracle taken away in front of them on a routine basis.
Ebooks back online, self-destruct sequence terminated
In a celebration of spring, the ebook versions of my Cross books, The Mona Lisa Sacrifice and The Dead Hamlets, have returned. The books disappeared a few days back as my publisher, ChiZine, switched distribution providers. But now the Kindle and Kobo versions are back, and the other formats will be online again shortly.
And the flowers did bloom and the clouds did part, and the angels did sing their glorious song. And then Cross murdered them for their grace.
Ikea wants people to stop playing hide and seek in its stores
Add guns to this strange Ikea story and you have The Warhol Gang.
Coffee Break: The edition you won’t notice
Why write when you can read?
- Everyone is sharing the Telegraph piece about why great novels don’t get noticed now.
- How genre fiction became more important than literary fiction. Can we just end the genre wars now? Seriously. Please.
Day jobbery: Princess Rap Battles, Firefly crowd funding and yoga wear
I’ve been busy over at my day job, writing articles about Princess Rap Battles, Firefly stars crowd funding a new comedy series and, um, yoga pants.
- Sarah Michelle Gellar stars as Cinderella in new Princess Rap Battle
- Stars of cancelled sci-fi show Firefly crowdfund new comedy about stars of cancelled sci-fi show
- This Week Has Seven Stories: The Yoga Wear Rage Edition
Now on BookLikes!
I stumbled across BookLikes recently, thanks to a review of The Dead Hamlets by It’s a Mad Mad World. It’s kind of like Goodreads mixed with Tumblr, but minus all the porn. I really like the feel of it, so I created an account. Follow me at I Breathe Words if you’re a fellow BookLiker!
On creative interruptions, or why I write genre fiction
Today I’m over at The Interruption, where I talk with Sean Cranbury about “the problems with genre, the difficult confinement of literary fiction, and the freedom allowed by pseudonyms.” Bonus content: I also read from one of the crazier sections of my new book, The Dead Hamlets.
Coffee Break: The Pixies and Dragons edition
Here’s a few of the things I’ve managed to read today. Because you can’t check your Amazon rankings all day long!
- “I am on the side of the pixies and the dragons.” – Kazuo Ishiguro rejects claims of genre snobbery
- “A book sale at the cost of your conscience is a very bad deal indeed.” – John Scalzi on why writers shouldn’t try to hide their opinions
- “I made $8.” – Confessions of a failed romance novelist









