Calling Debut Authors! We Are Accepting Applications for the 2018 Debutante Ball! Click the link below to learn more. Calling Debut Authors! Now Accepting Applications for the 2018 Debutante Ball! Our topic this week is to discuss some weird, surprising things people may not know about this year’s Debs! I met James Taylor when I was around 17 years old. This picture was taken at a Litchfield County fair, circa…
WWOWW (= wine with other women writers) has become my new favorite hobby/necessity. I write and write and write for hours all by myself, and at the end of the day, I LOVE to meet with other writers to bitch, laugh, encourage, and commiserate. The best part of being a debut writer — hands down — has been meeting my new support network of women writers. And the thing is, I’m not all…
As of today I am a published author. I can’t even tell you how weird it is for me to write that. I’m no spring chicken, and this has been a long, like decades-long, journey for me. I started writing in earnest when my youngest was 4. He’s old enough to drive a car now, so you do the math. I don’t regret the wait – I think I had…
If there’s one thing I’ve learned about that lady, it’s that she tends to blame others for her inability to focus. The truth is she can’t concentrate for shit. I’m just being honest. Between the noise in her head and the noise out there in the world, distractions are a big problem for her. But instead of taking responsibility for it (or medication), she blames everything on me and my…
Uh oh – It’s 8 am, and I’m about to mix a martini. Hell, I might not even bother using a shaker; I might start drinking straight out of the bottle. I can’t breathe, and I’m breaking out in hives. Why? Because it’s finally here: After the country’s longest, ugliest campaign season, it’s time to vote. This is it! The election is tight! The polls are narrowing! Our future is at stake, and…
I’m a nerd. Not just your average nerd. Big nerd. I have an app for everything, even one that rates public restrooms. You laugh, but it’s a lifesaver. But I’m astonishingly unnerdy when it comes to writing. I’ve tried many of the tools out there that are supposed to make my life as a writer a lot easier, but I always go back to just a couple of Word documents (one…
I had all kinds of ideas for my post today. An interview with my inner critic. Five ways to beat the inner-critic blues. Inner-critic schizophrenia. I coulda had some fun with this topic. But I have to be true to the reality of my life. And life got in the way yesterday. I found out that my beloved Luna the One-Eyed Wonder Dog has malignant, aggressive oral cancer. I’m devastated….
So this is my first post, and the first post of the 2012 Debs, as we receive the baton passed from the awesome, shiny, talented and just absolutely lovely class of 2011 Debs. Wow, these are some big shoes to fill and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I’m nervous about trying to live up to the legacy that Kim, Sarah, Eleanor, Elise and Tawna and all the…
For over a decade, I’ve been designing my own holiday cards. It started with a silly Photoshop job that made it look like my husband and I were hanging miniature versions of the family pets on the Christmas tree. Then there was the year I Photoshopped a rather bizarre mistletoe love-fest with the dogs French kissing and a cat humping my husband’s leg. There were innocent ones with the pets…
At the Debutante Ball this week, we’ve been blogging about favorite places. Since I have a filthy mind am a distinguished romance author, I don’t hear the phrase “my favorite place” and think of sandy beaches or comfy couches. I think of body parts. You will be shocked to learn this, but I occasionally write about kissing. Everyone who’s ever been kissed has a favorite place to be kissed. In…
