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Imagination and research

As I dive more fully into my next book, I get to do more research.  Y’all have no idea how much fun it can be to write a book.  Ride-alongs with police, going out to the country to shoot an AK-47, figuring out just what it feels like to come back from a coma.  While most authors tend to base our work in life experience, … Continue reading Imagination and research

On Voice

“I’ll be so annoyed if our speaker talks about ‘voice,’” said a writer-friend. Sort of amazed me. At the same time, I can understand how frustrating hearing about voice can be. It’s like saying a romantic interest has that certain je ne sais quoi. Turn on a radio. If you’re lucky, the dj will be playing a rockin’ tune by an amazing artist. If you’ve … Continue reading On Voice

A Passion for Story

Writing for me boils down to one thing:  passion, the drive to tell my stories. To stay authentic, to keep being myself, that passion has to drive all my writing decisions. With my boys gone, I left the day job to write full time. I took on a few more freelance clients to pay the bills, but mostly  I’m savoring every moment of living in … Continue reading A Passion for Story

Unreal

Crime, contacts . . . CRAFT!  Killer Nashville was amazing.  Above, see the featured image with Max Allan Collins, the master writer behind Road to Perdition and about a million other projects, plus now Quarry.   The workshops were just . . . well—like POISONS, State Department protocols, Noir, Police Procedures, Contracts and Humorous Thrillers.  Because you NEED humor when you figure out what this contract … Continue reading Unreal

Permission

Writing. In daily life it feels selfish. We all have jobs, commitments and family. We all have to give ourselves permission to “waste” hours that could have been better-spent cleaning house, studying up for a promotion, or going out with the kids. In my case, having just separated I feel the pressure to be both parents. When the separation first happened, I felt guilty about … Continue reading Permission