I’ve been negligent again, guys. I’m sorry. I went to the New York Writer’s Conference in August and spent a weekend immersed in workshop after workshop on writing and publishing. It was glorious. It was eye-opening. It was, at times, pretty intimidating. I meant to come home and document my thoughts and reframe my newfound … Continue reading Updates and Excerpts and Agents, Oh My.
My husband is good at public speaking. He can make entire roomfuls of wedding guests laugh and cry and laugh again in just a quick, ten second turnaround. He knows when to push and, even more so, he knows when to hold back and wait. He can hold his own in an argument with higher … Continue reading The Post Where I Panic About My Lack of Social Skills
Back in March I started talking about a new zombie related project I was working on, and no one was surprised. Considering I frequently wear my blood spattered “This is my zombie killing shirt” t-shirt out in public, can we really say we expected anything different from the woman who casually stockpiles canned goods in … Continue reading Zombies, New York, and Kryptonite
This morning while walking the dog I was so engrossed in mentally blocking a scene from my newest dystopian project that I failed to see a muddy pothole in the road directly in front of me. While Henry neatly avoided the gap, I caught my toe on the edge and nearly face planted in the … Continue reading There are Zombies in Boston.
When I first ventured into the very wide (and occasionally very scary) world of independent publishing, I had this great plan that I was going to do a weekly blog post to update readers on everything that I was doing. For some reason, I felt like documenting the steps that I was taking would somehow … Continue reading Great, Now What? The Ballad of an Indie Author.
So if you haven’t finished Rogue Elegance yet, STOP HERE. This post is going to ruin everything, ever. Okay, that might be a touch melodramatic. You could keep reading, but you probably would have no idea what on earth is going on, or who these people are, or why there seems to be a zombie … Continue reading Teaser Excerpt: Spoiler Alert!
Nerani fans herself gently, lifting her twisted brown locks off of the back of her neck. The obstinate afternoon sun sizzles against the cobblestone underfoot. Something uneasy stirs within her and she feels, suddenly, as though she is being watched. Up ahead, the boy and his mother are long gone. She glances cautiously at her … Continue reading Introducing Nerani the Elegant
Emerala the Rogue gasps aloud as something passes by her face with a flutter and a scream. Alexander’s silver parrot circles around her, his wings flapping furiously. His black eyes are murderous as he drops down to her shoulder. His talons scrape against the exposed skin of her arm and she winces. “Emerala the Rogue,” … Continue reading A Little Bit of Swashbuckling
“Walk with me,” Melena commands shrilly, her smile wide. She takes Emerala’s arm, prying it easily from Derek’s grip. Emerala chances a look at Lachlan as the woman leads her away. He nods once, the decline of his chin almost imperceptible in the speckled shade that dances across his face. “Men can be so dull,” … Continue reading Emerala the Rogue
A stifled noise from Emerala brings Alexander surfacing back into the present. He glances over at the neighboring rowboat and sees that Derek has stopped rowing. “What is it?” Derek asks Emerala, a look of concern spreading across his face. He reaches out and takes her hands. For show, Alexander reminds himself, scowling. This is … Continue reading Introducing Alexander Mathew