My publisher is giving away 15 ARCs of The Keep of Ages through Goodreads this week.
In case you’re not familiar with Goodreads, it’s a free site where people can create catalogues of their books, and if they turn off the privacy feature, they can share their catalogues with others. I keep track of my reading there, and I love to see what my friends are discovering.
Goodreads also has communities where people can discuss books, a way to follow writers, writing groups, lists around certain topics like… Continue reading
Summer arrived this week with the solstice and a gift of sunny, balmy days here on the East Coast. School’s out and families are settling into new routines. If you’ve been secretly thinking all year that you’ll get to your writing in the summer, you might be surprised that it’s harder to ease into your new novel than you expected. I’m certainly finding that distractions abound. How can you get the most out of your summer writing days?
1. Like with exercise, you’ll get further with writing if you encourage… Continue reading
Having an Advanced Reader’s Edition of The Keep of Ages in my own little hands makes curl up and grin. This book is so close to being out in the wild! Knowing that ARCs have been sent out to reviewers, librarians, and booksellers fills me with happiness and wild, amorphous wonder. Will they like it? Will they read it?
The practical, realistic side of me knows that for a book to find its key audience, it has to jump through many hoops,… Continue reading
This weekend, I finished going over the 2nd Pass Pages of The Keep of Ages and sent them back to my editor. I thought I’d just be reading through the novel in its final perfect form, but I still found things that needed changing, and not just switching “west” to “south” and such. I few lines of dialogue needed finessing, and a distant relative in Calgary who remained as a mention from an earlier draft needed cutting. I don’t know if anyone else would ever notice such tiny things, but… Continue reading
I don’t have a dog, but my daughter does, and he’s a rescue named Waffles. Let me tell you about Waffles. Before Waffles came into our life, I was afraid of dogs. Stop me if I’ve explained this before. My fear dated back to my childhood when my family had a golden retriever named Mike the Dog who jumped on me a lot when I was trying to feed him. Dry dog food, wet dog food, water, and a raw egg would spill down my blue school… Continue reading
I remember and honor my uncle, Col. Richard Ambrose Walsh, III, who died while serving in the Air Force in Laos, and I’m thankful to all other Americans who have lost their lives in our military. Such bravery defies words and commands my unfailing gratitude. Until the day we have lasting world peace, we depend on people of principle to stand together against cruelty and injustice. I am humbled by the sacrifices that are made on behalf of us civilians, and I strive to be worthy of such generosity.