I’ve lost a lot of friends and loved ones over the last decade or so. Cancer has been the big villain in these losses. My mother-in-law, a bunch of coworkers, friends, and my darling dog, Tilda. After Tilda died of cancer of the spleen, which 1 in 3 dogs in the United States will have, I had the most difficulty recovering. Every ache or pain had me asking, is this my cancer? Even though cancer doesn’t run in my family I thought my time would be up soon.
Stephen King is quoted as saying his first published work went into a fanzine (my experiences with fanzines were in the Star Trek universe). The publisher gave it a title, In a Half-World of Terror, but Mr. King preferred the title he gave it; I Was a Teen-Age Graverobber. To quote the author, Super duper! Pow! Continue reading “Lost in the Publishing”
Oh sure, you are pointing to your notebook/desktop/iPad/ Smartphone and laughing derisively at the title. But how did we get from pens to that Smartphone? And don’t you ever print out the manuscript for an in-person critique group? You have to have red pens and stuff to mark it up. Really, if your battery dies and you don’t have a charger and the electricity goes out, how would you finish the story? Continue reading “Writers Need Pens”
Looking at our political landscape, and I mean across the globe, we are a race divided. So few people are working to unite the various beliefs with some common threads. To bring the destitute up to the level of human decency. To remind voters that any choice is their own and will not be subject to ridicule. On a more personal level, Writers of Romance are facing a divide between literature writers and themselves. Publishers are looking down on self-published authors and self-pub authors are not seeing the need for expert editing to make their product perfect. Money is often the bottom line in these cases. My word for this month is divisive. Continue reading “August Word of the Month”
Where were we? Oh, right, the Regency Era, predominantly England. I’ll look at the Victorian Era, the late 1890s, Edwardian, The Twenties, and see what we have time for after that. The first blog on this topic can be found here. Continue reading “Women Dress for Other Women, Part 2”
Decades ago I found a Cathy cartoon where she seemed to have nothing but vertical stripes in her wardrobe. She referred to it as Fat Behind Bars. That stuck with me all these years and especially when I shopped for clothes. Because looking fat is a no-no, even if you are, you know, obese. Continue reading “If You Can’t Lose It, Hide It”
Some years ago, I had fun working with other authors to put out a few anthologies that were urban fantasies based around a bar in a small town. The bartender is Cupid. After six volumes, I decided to give it up because I couldn’t deal with all the issues. I certainly was not good about dealing with various personalities if they rubbed me the wrong way. And one of my blogs about errors in self-published books caused such a backlash in the authors that I almost pulled the project then. Continue reading “After Dark: 9 Fairy Tales in New Words”