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What I’m reading: James
I generally avoid hype of any kind. I can count on one hand with fingers left over the number of Oscar-winning movies I’ve seen/actually liked. The same for book prizes – Pulitzer, Booker, Pushcart…their choices usually leave me cold. Occasionally, I’ll pick up a genre winner – Edgar or Agatha in particular. But I have…
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Season for a side quest
New year, new challenges, new goals – right? Well… If you’re like me, the annual rite of New Year’s resolutions leaves me cold. And that’s not just because Winter Storm Blair has buried us under 7+ inches of snow. It’s because motivation is hard enough to find when I don’t have to also find the…
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A new third place for writing connections!
Excited to share a new literary community I’ve been welcomed into – a unique third place to meet with readers and fellow writers: Shepherd.com! It’s a kinder, more personalized alternative to Goodreads (which I find unwieldy, plus…Amazon). Want to find what kind of books your favorite author likes to read? If they’re on Shepherd.com, that’s…
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Fatál is alive!
I’m not sure I truly believed this day would ever arrive, but here we are – Fatal Errors is alive in the ether and in print! Launch day/pub day/book birthday…whatever you want to call it, today (August 13, 2024) is special for me. And “what a long, strange trip it’s been.”* My first draft of…
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What I’m reading: Dear Inner Critic
As you can probably tell from the image (accompanying notebook, pen, gold stars!), Rebecca Kuder’s Dear Inner Critic is just what the subtitle says: an activity book. And it’s not just for authors! It’s for any of us who deal with self-doubt. That’s everyone…right? Right?! The publisher’s website calls Dear Inner Critic “a flashlight to…
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How Fatál became a hacker
**includes excerpts from Fatal Errors – available for pre-order now! After the principle caught me snooping through personnel files – I just knew smarmy old Mr. D had some kind of record that needed to be exposed – Zigana, my grandmother, moved the two of us from North Dayton to dinky little Yellow Springs, Ohio,…