Does everybody have on their spandex, tennies and sweat bands? Or in this case, your fingers, brain and computer? Or heck, even a pen and a piece of paper? We all know…and if you did’t, you do now…muscle (and bone) strength comes from a healthy diet and weight bearing exercises. Since it is a new… Continue reading Writing Strength Exercises
While doing some novel research I stumbled upon a blog article: 8 Great Literary Lovers. And yes, they are all epic and well know. I love them and hate them in equal measure because they are more tragic than not. Who wants tragic love? Not me. Not today. I want picnics and wine, smoldering kisses… Continue reading Greatest Fiction Lovers
Southern Boy He spoke but a word. I was hooked. Ears pricked, begging for more. From inflection I knew more than how good he looked. He came from the Mississippi shore. Sun kissed skin and an easy smile. Confidence and rhythm rumbled from his voice. I could listen to him talk for a while. Forever,… Continue reading Who Doesn’t Love a Good Accent?
This past Saturday the Diamond State Romance Authors were lucky enough to host Entangled Publishing Editor Kerri-Leigh Grady. Awesome, I know! Aside from being talented and helpful, she’s also adorably charming and down to earth. A real treat. Kerri-Leigh presented a workshop on Strategies for Writing Fresh. I’d like to share with you a few… Continue reading Editor’s Notes on Writing Fresh
We’d love to date some of our novels. Spend hours gazing into their deep vanilla pages, drinking in their character and whit over the candle light. Pay thirty bucks to sit near them in a dark theatre, sharing a drink and popcorn, hoping beyond hope your fingers graze their cover. Then contact is made and… Continue reading Dating Your Novel
As fiction writers, we spend an inordinate amount of time plopping our characters into and getting them out of terrible situations. Today, we need to take a little time to mentally place ourselves in harms way and ask, “What are you going to do?” Remember the good-ole’ day, when the only place you had to… Continue reading Alert. Caution. Siren. Warning.
Nearly three years ago, an idea sparked a story in my mind. The story so enthralled my new mommy neurons, dulled by repeated late night feedings and thousands of diaper changes, I decided to write it down. At age twenty seven, with high school and college English classes so far in my rear-view-mirrow I could… Continue reading The Plot Twist Broke My Ankle