Ready, Player No. Trying to write a novel here.
I’ve been semi-hiding from my publisher, but she found me: “I want book three this year…” Yeah, yeah, so do I, but the fingers just...
Murder in the Mountains: A Few Disorganized Thoughts
At a writers conference last year, thriller author Sarah K. Stephens and I had a great conversation about violent historical patterns. I...
Myopia, My Darling: The New Year Comes
I'm writing this at the cabin in WV and looking at the laundry, heaped with Life is Good socks and Duluth Trading Company shirts,...
Miserable Sleuths: Our Binge Watch Year in Review (Part 2)
Wow, has it really been 3+ months since I promised a second part to my miserable TV sleuth round-up? I don't have a good excuse, except...
Call & Response: INVISIBLE
Today is the final day of INVISIBLE: 11th Annual Call & Response Exhibition, at the Fenwick Gallery, Fenwick Library, on the Fairfax, VA...
what do we do with al franken? i have an idea . . .
As the words "National conversation about sexual misconduct" appeared on CNN yesterday morning, I joked that I'd missed the national...
Bad Advice Column: Why I Don't Have An Agent
When the question of self-publishing comes up in my undergraduate fiction writing classes, I usually say that it's only a viable path if...
A Halloween Story
Here's a little something for the day. The Return of the Pumpkin King By Laura Ellen Scott Kate Parmenter found a nearly perfect little...
Fancy Pantsing at The Well
Fall for the Book is over for 2017, but it sure doesn't feel like it. Last Monday I was inducted to the "Well Library," inside the Mason...
NaNoWriMo Rant-O
Every year I over-react to the negative bitching about NaNoWriMo, and I'm not always very artful about it, so I thought I'd get out ahead...
