Zen and the Art of Self-Promo

I wrote last week about the local writers’ group I belong to. Yesterday I stopped by a little bookstore to pass on some fliers I’d made to the leader of our sordid little group, and fell in love.
Let me set the scene here – this little bookstore is in an old house, with lots of [...]

My Father the Hero

While everyone and their dog is out there blogging about politics, I’ve been keeping my head down and my nose clean. You see, I think I’m the last living Republican fiction writer, though I’m quick to point out I’m a moderate. I’m also quick to point out that this election for me will be the [...]

I’m No Poet and I Sure Know It

I live in the middle of nowhere, so any RWA writing groups are hours and hours away. The closest is in  Minneapolis. Yeah, eight hour drive one way for a two hour meeting? Not worth it. But I still like interacting with other writers face to face, so I joined a local writers’ group a [...]

The Diamond in the Rough

So I believe I have established that I’ve read Let’s DIsh until my eyes are bleeding. Seriously, I can’t even begin to estimate how many times I’ve read this book. Basically I can quote the whole thing verbatim. That might come in handy if I ever need to do a reading; of course, with my [...]

Screaming into a Deadline

I have taken most of this week off, though for good reason. My mother-in-law passed away this week, and I spent two days doing the whole family thing for her. When I first started writing again (well, came out of the closet about it anyway) she was terribly excited about it. She couldn’t wait to [...]

I’ll take drinking alone for 1,000, Alex!

What. A. Week!
So glad it’s Friday, you can’t even imagine. This week the evil day job lived up to its name. I normally like my job  – quite a lot, actually. But over the years I’ve gotten more responsibilities. Too bad it didn’t come with extra hours in the day. Then I have this whole [...]