In this ongoing series, we ask SF/F authors to describe a specialty in their lives that has nothing (or very little) to do with writing. Join us as we discover what draws authors to their various hobbies, how they fit into their daily lives, and how and they inform the author’s literary identity!
Anyone who pays attention to me on Twitter (@VictorGischler) knows I like to grill. Ribeyes, bratwursts, burgers, chicken, whatever poor creature has yielded up the ghost so I might take a whack at grilling it, I’m game. I’m a charcoal man. Not gas. We’ll get into that later. I have a pretty good setup. As the result of what I proudly think of as a minor feat of redneck engineering, I’ve run a cable line though the cat door in the kitchen, across the patio and through the sliding glass door out to the grilling area where an old TV plays football while I grill. I got the game on. I got cold beer. I got ribs cooking low and slow.