Outrage: Repost

I wrote this nearly eight years ago, two days before I was laid off from a company where I was an employee for nearly seventeen years, and eight months before I began work on House of the Rising Sun. In a way, this post humorously suggests an idea that was explored in...

House of the Rising Sun is complete! (for now)

I’ve completed a new draft of my next novel, House of the Rising Sun, and sent it off to my agent. If you’re interested, read about the project below. “Seth imagined all the minutes he’d lost sitting at traffic lights that were poorly-timed, or couldn’t...

The Genesis of Thomas World

The genesis of this novel was a blog I wrote on MySpace a few years ago called “Let There Be Ants,” where I considered a mechanical ant farm: This farm consists of some dirt and water and plants, as well as a few mechanical ants that have tiny programmable...

Rift

Summary In an age where reality and science fiction are colliding, Richard Cox’s extraordinary debut thriller takes its place as an all-too-believable novel of white-knuckle adventure. For when an ordinary man makes one great leap for mankind, he triggers a...

The God Particle

Intro My second novel, The God Particle, is a blend of science and suspense, where a high-energy physicist searching for the underlying structure of the universe finds truth in an unlikely place–the mind of a man who survived a near-fatal head injury. I always...

Thomas World

Summary Author Richard Cox (that’s me) is known for combining high concept ideas with adrenaline-fueled suspense, and he’s taken the concept to a mind-bending new level in the psychological thriller Thomas World (Night Shade books, September 6, 2011)....

The God Particle and You

If you have access to the Internet, and use it for something other than checking for winks on Match.com,  you may have read how the lovely folks at the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) have discovered a new particle they believe to be the Higgs boson, affectionately known...

Godspeed You! Terrible Writer

Bobby Langdor awoke slowly. Where the hell am I? he thought in italics. Dazed, he looked around the room. The walls were paneled in brushed aluminum, and myriad colored buttons blinked randomly. Ah, he thought, again in italics. But there is no such thing as...