{Insert 1950’s PSA music here — you know the type — it usually plays over black and white films of smiling families learning how to eat healthy meals, not talk to strangers… or duck and cover. You’ll have to imagine the overly upbeat and very white-bread narrator as well.} Welcome! So you’re interested in fueling a writer. You’ve certainly come to the right place. The well-fueled writer indeed requires very…
I’ve got to be honest — I don’t get the whole “beach read” thing. By that I don’t mean that I won’t take a book to the beach. On the contrary, I will ALWAYS take a book to the beach… or to the movies (time before the movie starts), or to the supermarket (checkout lines!), or anywhere and everywhere else I go. What I don’t get is why any book…
Okay, kids. Now when a movie producer and an author love each other very much… I’m in L.A., and have worked in the TV/film industry for several years, but I’ve never been an author with a movie-potential novel, so I had no idea how the process really works. I’d seen blurbs in the trades about book rights selling for huge sums of money, so I pretty much thought that was…
You’re supposed to shout that header like you’re a soccer announcer. Not sure that was clear. First things first — I want to show you something. It’s not dirty. We save dirty for Fridays. 🙂 It’s the TRAILER FOR POPULAZZI!!!! TOTALLY want to hear your thoughts on it, but first… my post about goals (which will lead us back to the trailer, I promise). My favorite movie — and this…
This might be my shortest Deb post ever. What’s my favorite time to write? Whenever. I. Can. Okay, maybe I should elaborate. I don’t for a minute imagine I’m busier than anyone else, so I know I’m not alone in this, but time isn’t always easy to find. I grab it when I can, and I’m not choosey. I’ll write tucked away in my home office on my desktop, I’ll…
Allow me to clarify. Despite the subject line of this post, I’m not talking about the bowl of mixed berries and Corn Chex I’m gobbling as I type (I know, carbs at 10pm — what am I thinking?!). I’m talking about making a living writing, which is very different than writing for the pure passion of it. If you want to write only those things that take your breath away,…
You know the closest thing I’ve ever come to being in a book club? Being a Deb! All five of us read one another’s books, and get to talk about them both to each other and in our posts. I’ve loved it, and I never for one minute felt that “having” to read the other Debs’ books was a chore. It makes me think I’d adore a book club, even…
Sigh… It’s been several months already since I had the extreme pleasure of reading Deb Sarah’s beautiful debut, THE VIOLETS OF MARCH, but I still can’t think about it without heaving a satisfied sigh and smiling. (Tawna, I know what you’re thinking. Different genre. Though the men Sarah gives us in this book are seriously dreamy…) Sarah had me hooked very early. Emily, VIOLETS’ main character, is in her apartment…
I’ve written about my grandmothers on this blog before. I have two alive and well (knock wood), but I’m particularly close with my 91-year-old Mom-Mom Eva, who lives just five minutes away. Mom-Mom Eva is proud of me when I break wind. The fact that I wrote a book? A book that’s going to be published??? The woman carries an ARC of Populazzi in her walker at all times, and…
HUGE THANKS to Deb Eleanor for switching days this week! I had an unexpected “big break” when one of the engines blew on the plane I was supposed to take from Maui to L.A. Happily, the engine broke before we took off, so it wasn’t dramatic, just inconvenient. Two hours sitting in the plane on the tarmac, followed by frantic calls to re-book the flight (which made my husband and…
