On Joining the Rest of the Universe

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Last week I mentioned that none of the agents and editors I spoke with were concerned that I had no platform for my novel, which is true. But it’s also true that once you have a book contract there’s an expectation that will change, and you will join the rest of the universe on social media. I dutifully opened accounts with several sites, and have had varying levels of success…


Interview with McIntosh & Otis President, Elizabeth Winick Rubinstein

Thursday, January 21, 2016

When I was agent shopping (scratch that; hunting is a more apropos verb there), I loved happening across blogs with insight straight from the source. Today I’m thrilled to interview my stellar agent, McIntosh & Otis President Elizabeth Winick Rubinstein, on my top curiosities from the #amquerying stage of publication. When I LIKED MY LIFE was in slush piles I was interested in the statistics of it all. Can you shed some light on how many…


A Message From My Dad: Compete Only With Yourself

Thursday, January 14, 2016

My father was a salesman. After college he sold calculators door to door in a three-piece, powder-blue suit. He sold a lot of them, more than anyone else, so he was recruited to sell computers. (Not what I’m typing on. These were the size of ATM machines with a fraction of the functionality.) It was Connecticut in the late seventies and he was working a sale with two doctors starting up…


Teflon, some people. Not me.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

I imagine the easygoing among us don’t remember their first time receiving constructive criticism; teflon, some people, or indifferent. Not me. In primary school the report card system was E for excellent, S for satisfactory, and U for unsatisfactory. I swam in a pool of excellence until the day I received an S in handwriting. By the time my father returned from work I’d been crying so hard for so long I…


Roses and Thorns

Thursday, December 31, 2015

I love New Years: a holiday of reflection and resolutions. Oh, the peace that accompanies self-awareness coupled with a good plan of attack! Tonight, after the kids are asleep, I’ll sit on the dock with my husband and sister and we’ll share our roses and thorns of the year. There are small, persistent thorns, like the motherhood downer of applying sunscreen every ninety minutes, and unexpected, consequential thorns that usually involve health…


My 2016 Pre-order List

Thursday, December 24, 2015

I LOVE to pre-order! It’s like having a Secret Santa with yourself. Books long ago selected magically appear on your doorstep like a much needed, but totally unexpected hug. Plus, it’s the best way to support your favorite authors. Pre-orders influence buy counts, print runs, foreign sales, and more. Every serious readaholic has a list of authors they stalk for new material. Today I’m offering up the 2016 books I’ve pre-ordered…


Just Keep Swimming…

Thursday, December 17, 2015

The time I almost quit writing was while multiple editors were falling in love with my latest draft. I just didn’t know it. I’d sent the revision to my agent before boarding a plane. The subject read: I LIKED MY LIFE, take 1,683. An exaggeration? Yes. It was the writer’s version of a “feels like” forecast. En route to my ski trip, I considered the possibility that landing kick ass representation was as close to…


Freelance Editors: Frivolous or Essential?

Thursday, December 10, 2015

In the writing world, to Oxford comma or not is a near religious debate. The first time I saw a Twitter war on the subject I had to look up what it was, then check my manuscript to see which team I supported. (It turns out I’m pro-Oxford comma. Feel free to berate or applaud me in the comments.) My non-opinion made me realize a benefit of having no writing education is a…


Being Good at Something Doesn’t Mean You Should Do it

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Being good at something doesn’t mean you should do it. I wanted to be a writer from a young age, and there were early indications I wasn’t terrible at it. But it was also clear I was fiercely competitive and desirous of showing the male dominated business arena that they weren’t the only game in town. It was my father who helped me parse these two passions. Looking back, it’s as…


It Takes a Village …

Thursday, November 26, 2015

How does the old saying go? Behind every good man is a good woman. That adage drives the feminist in me bananas, but if you remove the gender reference, its underlying point is solid. It takes a village holds true for anyone pursuing a dream. In my case it took my father, my sister, and my husband. We’ll start with the patriarch, my father, Michael Fabiaschi (aka Poppy). He wasn’t a…