The other day my mother taught my 5 year old how to play the well known card game War. For those of you unfamiliar with War, it’s a game of chance. The players both get a stack of card and they simultaneously lay they them out one by one. Whoever has the high card wins….
So far things are looking good for Sex, Murder And A Double Latte. Orders from bookstores are strong and a few different publications have decided to review it. The only stumbling block my publicist has come across is that some critics steadfastly refuse to review chick-lit. Murder mysteries are fine but if the novel is…
I’m not sure how many of you read the comments posted to my blog (for that matter I’m not sure how many of you read my blog) but I urge you to check out the comment on the Bouncing Baby Book entry. The poster is an editor at Harlequin Holland and it looks like Sex,…
I woke up yesterday morning (that would be three a.m. yesterday morning) with a horrible case of the stomach flu. By the time my 5 year old son woke up it was all I could do to climb out of bed dump some cereal in the bowl for him and then return to the comfort…
Getting a book contract is kind of like getting pregnant. No, you don’t have to sleep with anyone in order to get published. But like creating a child, the process of creating a book should be fun and leave you with a sense of satisfaction. However the analogy really takes off once you get that…
As I get older it becomes increasingly evident to me that I am not a normal person. I honestly wasn’t aware of this before. I’ve been making stories up in my head since I was a preschooler—way before I entertained thoughts of becoming a writer (an idea I didn’t give serious consideration until three years…