My 3 Writer Confessions

Friday, October 14, 2016

(Only Game of Thrones nerds like me would know why I used this pic!) This week we’re talking about confessions. Seems a bit counterintuitive, exposing our deepest darkest secrets before launching our debuts. It’s like open up the closet, letting all of our bodies tumble out while cheering “BUY MY BOOK!” (by the way, you CAN pre-order my book. I’m just saying!) But I’ll play along. Here are three writer…


Yes, I’m Needy, And Other Confessions From Jenni L. Walsh

Thursday, October 13, 2016

This week we’re doing confessions. If you missed Crystal, Amy, or Lynn’s posts, get after them next (and look out for Tiffany’s tomorrow). But right now, I’m about to drop some truth on ya. Yes, I’m needy, and other confessions from Jenni L. Walsh: I loved TWILIGHT. I did, though so many times writer/reader friends give me a “for real?” look. I flew through the series prior to beginning my author adventures,…


Lynn’s Confession: Books Are Like Boyfriends

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

  I’m going to shoot straight with you and tell you something I suspect a lot of authors are afraid to admit: every single book has its own unique set of limitations. There’s no such thing as the One Great American Novel (or memoir). The reality is as authors we make thousands of choices, and sometimes those choices create give-and-take sacrifices. It turns out a single book can’t be everything.** When…


I Must Confess – True Stories of a Writer

Monday, October 10, 2016

This week’s Deb topic is about Confessions! Each of us are sharing something unknown, something hidden about us, our books or our writing process.  Today I am going to confess. All the sins of my past, the wayward thoughts and actions that led me astray. It might not be pretty. Feel free to turn your head away or cover up that smirk. I still managed to spit out a 418…


I’ve Been Told I’m Quirky …

Thursday, July 21, 2016

The topic this week is fun facts. I wrote them as they came to me, freestyle: Sometimes I’m carrying on about something and I find myself thinking, Oh my God, this person must be so annoyed because I’m irked and I’m the one talking. What I’m saying is: I occasionally annoy myself. This is painful to admit, but I’m obsessed with that Justin Bieber song Love Yourself. It takes me less than 5 minutes…