That girl in the photo is me in 1970 at 16 years old. It pretty much sums up my attitude during my adolescence: wary, protective, and kind of ticked off. Don’t get me wrong. That
Life Blooms. The Writing Life Too.
The world is somewhere within the Covid-19 pandemic. Yet springtime blooms and writers write. This writer (me) has at last finished the standalone semi-autobiographical novel that I’ve been laboring over for a few years. Strange
Choosing Fiction to Tell the Truth
The book I’m working on now is different from anything I’ve written before. I’m taking a break from my Nan Vining series and writing a semi-autobiographical standalone novel about life with my mentally ill mom. In
Lying Blind Pub Day and PJs
Lying Blind (Nan Vining #6) is now on sale! This is my twelfth published book and publication day never gets old. My baby is released into the world at last. Of course, I hope that
The Comeback Character
Five years have passed between my last Detective Nan Vining mystery and my latest one, Killing Secrets, the fifth in the series (out July 21, 2015 by Alibi/Random House). During that time, I was busy
Writing Every Day? Not Necessarily — Tales and Tips from This Writer’s Life
When I started seriously writing my first novel, back in the 1980s, I was hungry for advice on how to accomplish what seemed to be an almost insurmountable goal. I mean, write a novel? Me?