The flight not taken

My writer friend Elise posted the other day about playing with her grandson—making up a script, changing it on the fly, having fun living the story without actually knowing where it was going from one minute to the next. It made me think about how we used to play when I was a kid. “Let’s play…

My mom once asked me, “How do you know when a book is finished?” My answer: “When the voices in my head stop talking.” This is how I know it’s time to start a new book, too. The voices—characters, narrative, random bits of dialogue—start talking in my head, as though someone is rolling along the…

For some years now, I’ve been scattered all over the Internet. My steampunk self and books were on a very pretty site in one location, my plain self and Amish women’s fiction were at another location, and my romances and young adult novels were somewhere else. The paranormal ones gave it up entirely and vanished into…

I’ve given up on New Year’s resolutions because I never keep them for more than a week. But my business and writing goals are a different basket of eggs–because when you make books your living, you can’t just give up when the going gets tough. Readers are waiting. The car payment is waiting. And plus,…