A few days ago I Tweeted, in a roundabout sort of a way, that I preferred Ayn Rand to Gillian Flynn. Some stranger re-Tweeted that breaking news (not) to eighteen thousand of her followers. I can’t really imagine any of them give a shit about my literary preferences.
Then I saw a limited-character note from a fellow Twitterer regarding how many people had recently followed and unfollowed her in the Twittersphere. She got the information via Unfollowers.com and I knew I had to have a peek. Read more
I should have titled this “How to Put a Strain on Your Marriage and Drive Yourself Insane in Five Short Weeks”, but that seemed kinda long for a blog post title, so I cribbed from D.W. Griffith’s 1915 cinematic masterpiece and changed the last word.
In previous posts, The Road to Getting an Agent Part 1 and Part 2, I wrote about the querying process. Since I’ve got some time (I hope) before my agent gets back to me with the red-pencil treatment, I thought I’d jot down a few notes about how LUCKY THIRTEEN — and its protagonist Danny Jones — came to be. Read more
Yeah, I’m a linguist. I know the word ‘badder’ doesn’t exist in English. And I know why it doesn’t exist. So unless you want a dissertation on morphological processes, you might wanna let that one go.
Back to our regularly scheduled programme…
LUCKY THIRTEEN, like all thrillers, has a bad guy in it. I read somewhere that it’s a rule for thrillers. If you know me, you know that I’m not a big rule-follower, but this one seemed pretty important. Read more
We don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day in my house. Well, that’s not entirely true: we celebrate it all year round.
But this Valentine’s Day isn’t your average hearts-and-roses-and-chocolate-sampler kind of a day. This one is special.
You see, I’ve had a few proposals in the past week (and my husband is good with that). They haven’t come in florist boxes or those wee baby-blue boxes from a well-known jeweler; they’ve come in phone calls and emails. And they haven’t really come for me, but rather for the woman who lives in my head. Read more