Mark Wallace Maguire
Mark Wallace Maguire is an award-winning author, columnist and publisher whose work has appeared in dozens of publications. He is the author of the fictional series, The Alexandria Rising Chronicles for which he was named an Independent Author of the Year Finalist and a Georgia Author of The Year nominee. He is also the author of the non fiction works, Confessions of a Special Needs Dad: Honesty and Hope for the Journey and Letters from Red Clay Country, a selection of his award winning columns and essays on Southern Culture. His books have sold thousands of copies in more than ten countries and he has been featured on NPR, The Essential C.S. Lewis, KLRN, Atlanta Busi- ness RadioX, P.S. I Love That Book! and Speculative Fiction Cantina. Maguire currently serves as publisher of fayettelifeandbiz.com, a dynamic web magazine serving Fayette County, Georgia. Prior to founding fayettelifeandbiz.com, he worked for 20 years as a journal- ist in metro Atlanta and for 12 of those years as director of Cobb Life magazine and Cobb Business Journal where he earned more than 20 awards from organizations such as The Associated Press and The Soci- ety of Professional Journalists. In 2005, he was named Berry College Outstanding Young Alumni of The Year. Maguire lives in Fayetteville, Georgia with his wife and two sons. When he’s not busy writing or trying to corral his two boys, he enjoys hiking and creating musical projects based on his favorite books and authors. You can learn more about him at www.markwallacemaguire.com and www.alexandriarising.com.
Someone asked me the other day about how much symbolism I crammed into ‘Alexandria Rising. Well, the answer is pretty straightforward: As much as I possibly could. Why do this in an action adventure novel? Well, I figured if I was going to write a novel, I might as well have some fun with it. […]More
I was unlocking my door on Fifth Floor at Berry College’s Dana Hall in the fall of 1993. I caught a peripheral glance out of the corner of my eye of another student doing the same a few doors down. We met each other’s eyes. Recognition? Shock? Rejoicing. I couldn’t believe it. It was Kennon […]More